In the Still of the Night
As much as I love coffee
You're better than the best
Even from the most exotic place
You're rich and strong and warm
Art in woman form
With the brightest smile beaming from your face
Aroma in a voice
That stimulates my choice
To create and write with no one else on earth
And if it's meant to be
Then be it will with me
No offered price can equal what you're worth
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