Thirst

what ordinary things reminds you of your lover?

The fever
sweltering inside,
steam building…

The sound
coming from within,
exploding outward…

The wetness
dripping from its source,
within my vessel…

And the aroma
tingling my senses,
beckoning…

My entire body
awakened,
savoring the silky creaminess…

bringing my latte
to my lips again,
I think of you.