Coffee

I want to pour my vulnerability into you

I want to be cool cream folding into coffee

I want to open a bright space in you and

Feel you move back into me making

Waves swirling our contrast together

Blossoming rooms of boldness and softness

Building to some sense of balance

Defined in kissing edges darkly then lightly

I want to be warmed by your clarity

I want to round your sharpness

I want to temper your nuance and

Bring movement to stubborn heat

Curl your beauty into motion

See the contours of my opacity

Suspended within your translucency

And learn to control my flow

I fear I will always be too heavy

I fear drowning you with me

I fear that the hearts we draw together

Are as tangible and temporal

Knowing the making of coffee

Is as layered as my reasons for

Wanting to do it well

I know mandalas and

I know monuments but

I don’t know for sure whether I

Want to know which I seek

When we slip into this warmed state

Of inexorable immutable togetherness

Not until I’ve touched you to my lips