Oh C.M.!
You’re sweet
You’re strong
You lift me up
You make my heart beat fast
You gave me sleepless nights
They say you’re no good for me
I then tried hard to avoid you
…against my will
I succeeded
But just briefly
For one day, that familiar fragrance
Shattered what’s left of my conviction
Never to submit again to your spell
So down I went to the coffeehouse where I first met you
I was excited oh C.M.
To have my soul
Enslaved again by your fullness
Twisted by your sweetness
There in the coffeehouse I told the server
“C.M. please!”
“And what’s that sir?” She asked.
“Caramel macchiato!!!” I replied.
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