Friday, June 20, 2014


I long to be craved for
in the wee hours before
darkness melts into dawn;
I long to be the first thought
that enters your mind each day…
I long to be savored,
sweet and moist upon your lips
as morning rays slip the blinds
casting stripes on linen sheets.
I long to feel your soft breath
as you inhale the scent of me;
feel  your pulse quicken
as my warmth teases your tongue
I long to arouse your senses
satisfy your thirst…
I long to be …  

                     … coffee

© Ginny Brannan 2014

I also long to be 21 again too, but that aint working for me either!


  1. Hahaha - that's great Ginny! Love it!

  2. mmm hard to compete with coffee....just saying...hahaha

  3. You made me smile, Ginny. Love it :)

  4. Great way to start any day, Ginny!!

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