The Coffee Mug

I think lovesick puppies are cute, but I’d rather be your coffee mug.

I can handle hot passion and sit and wait as you watch me cool off.

Trust me to carry your morning Joe, afternoon tea, late night cocoa or that Hot Toddy.

I would be happy to be your first thought each morning.

I can sit alongside you when you are lost in a book.

Coffee might come from magic beans but it’s nothing without me to deliver it to you.

You can hold me with both hands and I’ll warm you up while I bask in your worship.

Expect great things from me and I won’t disappoint you.

Hold me carefully each day.

Bathe me gently.

Love me tenderly.

Let me be your coffee mug.

 

 

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