up in the morning
and water the dogs
pour the coffee
and take a sip
oh yes, the pills
a bite to eat
turn on the PC
check the accounts
pay some bills
look at the email
nothing but ads
take a deep breath
what to do next
why not do
what i want to
skip the rest
put my lips to yours
let tongues play
with emotions till
lunch time
I'm with you my friend, it seems to me that everything pales in comparison to lips making their presence felt on other lips. As much as I love coffee, I'd rather I was sipping her lips, morn, noon and eve, lips which possess the sort of punch and pick me up ( tiramisu! ) caffeine cannot even imagine.
