A Cup Poured And Pouting

Brewing over my wake up coffee I can't help but wonder... Does she love you with the richness Of whipped cream kisses And spooned out sugar sweetness Does she write love letters On brown paper bags To feed your hunger throughout the day Does she study your reflection In the mirror while you shave Memorizing the corners Of your soapy smile Does she wake you with the lyrics of your favorite love song unafraid to sing slightly off key Does she tell you her dreams And inserts you into every one of them Leaving enough room for rainbows and rhymes Does she look at the stars and realize They pale in comparison to you Does she know what to say To calm your spirit When the whirlpool of worry arises Does she genuinely intend to keep your heart Free from the prison of the past Open it, relish it, protect it Does she know what love YOU deserve Or do you think you deserve less Like this morning's coffee Cold, and with a little bit Of Bitterness I simply swallow it.... Soap