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caffeine runs through my veins caramel macchiato was when i told him i loved him then i never touched it again afraid of tasting his regret cappuccino is after, my tongue hugging what is always familiar, i smother the foam with chocolate and vanilla powder, for absent love, and a dash of cinnamon to cure my impatience lately i have been drinking Passion the hot sparkling liquid burning my lips, honeyed to submission it is refreshing to be not alone while i finish a tall cup watching you
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