Coffee smile

A man
He is coffee
Addiction to the eyes
Sense
And he senses my presence
A smile.

Plaits my hair
With whited teeth
And gazes deep
Into my vortex
Braiding cherry blossoms
And leaves
-Entwined
My heart-strings
Skip.

This man
He just sits there
A framed photograph
Its fading
And the edge is tearing
Fragile relic
But that smile

Those eyes
And the way he stares
Straight through the lens
He steps
And takes my hand
And we waltz
As the summer breeze
And bees

Bind us in eternity.

A man
He is coffee
Colour to the eyes
Sense
And he senses my presence
A smile.