Tuesday, December 14, 2010

AddIcTiOn ..

A brown sugar of its kind
Carefully seduces any upright mind
Details divulge, when the taste takes over
And slowly , the senses it takes over

The window pane is wet
Of the drizzle and the fog
In one cup I store
The heat of sunshine warm

As the aroma fills my soul
With the sip I take
It engulfs my tounge
Beleaguered I am , by its taste

I sniff in, on the edges of the cup
To remove its uncalled traces
It brims me again with addiction
And the unending urge to have 
A hot coffee cup again 

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