Your aroma greets me every morning with such deliciousness

I could never tire of you

Sometimes…through the day, my thoughts will drift…

thinking of cuddling with you that night

wrapped up cozy in bed reading a good book…watching a movie,

or just listening to my latest musical find

Some say I’m addicted to you…lawd knows I would have named my child after you if I had one

Sade got it wrong…from my first taste of you on my lips…good to the last drop

Or when I want to be a little naughty, I add some whip cream to you…hah!

Yes, Sade got it wrong…my last taste of Chai tea is always as good as the first time.

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