i suck down black coffee
with sheets like snakes -
knotted, overgrown cotton
its late
but i waited for you
to bring me my cup
(because you're sweet when i'm naked)
and later
you'll flatten my hair with your palm
get up with your boxers on
and i'll put your beautiful token
- just one cup of black coffee -
back on the nightstand
and uncoil myself from the bed
A contest entry
- black coffee in bed by Saffron.
1000 points, ended August 24, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oh. This is a nice little poem that you have going on here.
I wrote for this contest too and I found it a great subject to write about. You took a more romantic look at coffee in bed. I thought you did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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This is so simple and so perfect in its execution that it really wows the reader. There is a sweetness to this and a reality that invites the reader in and warms us. Nicely done.


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I enjoyed this--thank you for writing this for the contest

Saffron


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Classic!!!





