Blacc Coffee

Do you think of me
like I think of you?
Can we get lost in each other's
world for eternity?

Just the thought of
your voice sends chills
down my spine.
The thought of caressing
your body sends my
mind on a power trip.

A scent of vanilla cream
or a hint of caramel, I
love you.
A taste of brown sugar or the sweetness of chocolate, I
love you.

Our black is no sin.
Our love is no sin.
Our story isn't told with words,
but with the way we look at
each other.

Our black is beautiful.

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