True Love of Coffee

I could feel her breathing,
slow exhaustion
Pushing past every limit
Leaving passion without definition
pulling me deeper
Would I ignore this thieving
Quickly failing my lustful needing
No I, no I indeed
Should I fall to earthbound heaving
This night my soul would be leaving
Oh yes, yes I
Could quickly abandon my believing
My fateful dismay of peaceful greaving
Yet could I bare to retrieve
a heartfelt embrace
or would I leave myself
beyond human understanding
of my soul, my living
to betray this moment
of perfect caring
to become a chance I miss
a second not worth giving

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