Ah, the aromas of that conversation,
the brimming, cappuccino smile
swirled in chocolate rich and cinnamoned,
the gentle coffee curlicues interlaced
in arabesques of creamy foam, redolent
upon your lips, lilted in the cup of your
countenance, glazed in syrup gilt.
Your words were velvet plumes
of soothing, honeyed dews
you tea-spooned in my mind,
the flavoured greetings savoured
fleeting glimpses of delight,
the jasmine scented night tasting of Swiss
pastries, sugared and freshly baked.
© I.D. Carswell
(Ivan Donn Carswell)
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