Coffee

The familiar aroma of the sun-kissed bean

Of blue-eyed dreams under November skies
A frothy mouth so passionately speaks
Of epic Greek fables and the distant sun
Fragile fingers fondle the Holy Grail
A hair strand fails to distract her heart
At the innermost core of it I lie
And in her magic eyes love comes alive
Gullible men such as I don't see
It was never us
Always that goddamn Coffee