If you were my cup of coffee 
               I'd sip gently, 
               lip just touching 
               the rim, tasting 
               the first firey heat 
               the hot moist wet 
               of you 
               then drinking fully 
               from the cup 
               the savoury aroma
               filling my senses
               your caffeine shock 
               awareness in my brain. 
               And when the cup 
               is empty, it's me 
               that's drained. 

            next?