The love of my life
is tall, dark, American- oh,
and just a little extra sweet.
He's strong but not bitter,
and always perks me up when I'm tired.
He only takes a few minutes to get ready when we go out,
and always smells fresh and inviting.
He is warm and soothing,
and feels so at home on my lips.
I love him, and hold him wherever I go.
My love pours himself out to me,
or sits quietly when I need it.
He is the perfect man.
He is coffee.
is tall, dark, American- oh,
and just a little extra sweet.
He's strong but not bitter,
and always perks me up when I'm tired.
He only takes a few minutes to get ready when we go out,
and always smells fresh and inviting.
He is warm and soothing,
and feels so at home on my lips.
I love him, and hold him wherever I go.
My love pours himself out to me,
or sits quietly when I need it.
He is the perfect man.
He is coffee.
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