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
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
“And what’s that sir?” She asked.
“Caramel macchiato!!!” I replied.
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