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Jibing

just plain, dark coffee
no sugar, no milk,
just darkness
nothing sweet
white is taboo jibing
with the state
of my heart

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Coffee!

Coffee beans all ground up,
Coffee in my favourite cup,
Coffee black, coffee white,
Coffee dark, coffee light,
Coffee right, to start the day,
Coffee at work, coffee at play,
Coffee midday, coffee at night,
Coffee to sober, coffee to excite,
Coffee weak, coffee strong,
But maybe instead some Lapsang Souchong! ! ! !
TEA! ! ! ! !

poem by Ernestine Northover
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Taboo To Love

Are you telling me you feel
Like you have never felt
Ut oh, my heart
Dont you know those famous words
Be seen but not heard
Taboo to love
Are you telling me your eyes
Met hers to your surprise
But why, my heart?
How loud must you hear me say
Have fun but dont play
Taboo to love
Wheres your lantern or candlelight
So to guide you through hidden spaces
Though its said truth unveils all lies
Feelings cant be left to roam
So you say youve lost your head
But you use your heart instead
Beware of love
This is not like you at all
Who vowed to never fall
Taboo to love, taboo to love
Taboo (background)
To love, taboo to love
Taboo (background)
Wheres your raincoat and over-boots
To protect you in stormy weather
Though its said when you walk in truth
Love can bring you no harm
So youve made up in your mind
Youll leave your fears behind
So brave my heart
I guess your heart has made you see
Its better to be free
No taboo to love
I guess your heart has made you see
Its much better to be free
No taboo to love
No taboo to love
Taboo (background)
To love, no taboo to love
Taboo (background)
To love, no taboo to love
Taboo (background)
To love, no taboo to love
Taboo (background)
No taboo to love

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Afternoon Poem

it is all coffee without cream
no sugar, you say please, no sugar no cream

it is all about cold bread
nothing electrifying
unlike the softness of the arms of the beloved

it is about the coldness of bread
and the hotness of coffee

less the cream and the sugar
nothing sweet really

you guess it: there is something bitter
not from the water (for why should water be bitter?)
not from the cup (is there such a cup which has a bitter taste?)

guess further: you are wrong.
it is bitter, it is really bitter.

it comes from the heart. Not from the saucer
or the spoon.

it is the heart that is bitter. do not attempt
tasting it.

it can be toxic because it is mine.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sugar Mama

Written by c. burnett.
Now then tell me sugar mama
Now where in the world did you get your sugar from?
Now then tell me sugar mama
Now where in the world did you get your sugar from?
Was it back in philadelphia woman?
Back from the place where you come from
You know theyre braggin about your sugar
Yes I said theyre braggin about it all over town
Yes I said theyre braggin about your sugar
Whoa I said theyre braggin about it all over town
Everyplace I go
Sugar mama, sure can here your name
I like my coffee sweet in the morning baby
Yes you know Im crazy about my tea at night
Yes I said I like my coffee sweet in the morning
Baby you know Im just crazy about my tea at night
Dont get my sugar three times a day
Baby you know you and me just cant get along right

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Da Ya Think Im Sexy

(rod stewart / carmine appice)
Sugar, sugar
She sits alone waiting for suggestions
Hes so nervous avoiding all the questions
His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding
Dont you just know exactly what theyre thinking
If you want my body and you think Im sexy
Come on sugar let me know.
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on honey tell me so
Tell me so baby
Hes acting shy looking for an answer
Come on honey lets spend the night together
Now hold on a minute before we go much further
Give me a dime so I can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high rise apartment
At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant
If you want my body and you think Im sexy
Come on honey tell me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
His hearts beating like a drum
cos at last hes got this girl home
Relax baby now we are alone
They wake at dawn cos all the birds are singing
Two total strangers but that aint what theyre thinking
Outside its cold, misty and its raining
They got each other neither ones complaining
He says I sorry but Im out of milk and coffee
Never mind sugar we can watch the early movie
If you want my body and you think Im sexy
Come on sugar let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on honey tell me so
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you really, really, really, really need me
Just let me know
Just reach out and touch me
If you really want me
Just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you really need me just reach out and touch me
Come on sugar let me know
If you, if you, if you really need me
Just come on and tell me so

song performed by by Rod Stewart
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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you and I, and the cat

we shared a cup of coffee- you and I,
as the cat looked on.
you had two lumps of sugar, a shot of cream.
mine was black.
I thought to offer cream to the cat; he’d like that.
and then you smiled.
you peered across the rim of your upraised cup, taking a sip,
scrunching your face and smiling through the steam as it
rose from your milky, sweet coffee,
and I forgot about the cat.
he purred.
quickly, I put him outside,
knowing his familiar purr, a purr that soon
would escalate into a full-blown howl
that demanded my attention and some cream.
I wanted only to savor the contented sweetness of your face,
perfectly formed for my delight, but
you felt sorry for the cat.
I had been abrupt, insensitive.
“Why can’t the cat be allowed to purr, even to howl
“if he wants? ' you said.
“Why must the cat be refused a simple request for attention
“and a sip of milk? ”
alright then, I’ll let the cat back inside,
and give him some milk.
are you happy now?
no answer.
the coffee has grown tepid,
along with your smile.
I loathe that cat.

poem by Hm. Nes
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Sour Milk-cow Blues

You like coffee and you like tea
Much more than you like me
And everybody says watch out yeah
For the sour milk-cow blues
You like your coffee just a little too sweet
Without your sugar life is incomplete
And everybody says watch out yeah
For the sour milk-cow blues
I think about you everyday
Something about you is not the same
Something about the things you say
Sounds like a different woman with a different name
Sour milk-cow blues
You wear a different size and style of shoe
I think that someone must be poisoning you
To replace you with a living double
Get out of my life right now and save them all of the trouble
They changed your complexion and your personality
Somebodys putting ideas in your head
They took the girl of my dreams and left you here instead
Sour milk-cow blues
You take your place in this parade of pleas
You dial a number and they offer relief
All alone with just your own device
They give you something and it isnt advice
To break the hearts of a million listeners
Start out as lovers and you end up as prisoners
Somebodys suffering from the things that you do
Somebodys suffering but youre glad it isnt you
Put your fingertips up to the screen
Repeat after me, wake at the count of three
Now I dont know which is worse
What theyre doing to you or what youre doing to me
Sour milk-cow blues

song performed by by Elvis Costello
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Is it Tea or Coffee?

Is it Tea or Coffee?
Tell me!
My instant early morning dream
I like it black, white with sugar or cream!

The choice is free
Yet the mind cannot agree
With Tea is a Yippee!
With Coffee it is a Whoopee!

The thought of a little caffeine
The smell of fresh roasted beans
Will once again set off my adrenalin
While my exhausted brain is waiting

That stirring cup of sizzling black
Put on the kettle; spill the beans out of the sack
I will pay the fee; I will pay the levee
I will beg on one knee for a little bit of Coffee

Take a sip of the early morning coffee
Close your eyes and try to see
As you smell the airy aroma like a bee
Tea or Coffee! Perhaps you now understand me

Those swarms of dark brown seeds
They feed my vicious needs indeed
I don’t care how much I pee or how much I wee
For that sparking liquid of hot black called coffee

Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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State Of The Heart

I know your name
I told you mine
Weve stopped and passed the time of day
You work in town
I work at night
That gives us six until seven to work this out
If I seem a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
You are the moon
I am the sea
You pull me in and gaze on down at me
I was alone
I thought I was immune
Its good to know
The door can still be open wide
If I feel a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
Its just the state of the heart
I wait in the dark
I the state Im in
We get closer and closer
To falling out or falling in
I go over and over
But I cant change the state
This heart is in
If I seem a little strange
Its just the state of the heart
Im waiting here for you
In the state Im in
Its just the state of the heart
You know I wait in the dark
In the state Im in
It s the state of the heart
The state of the heart
The state of the heart
The state of the heart

song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Thoughts About The White Bud Turning Into A Lonely Flower..

outside the
white bud blooms
alone on an array of
heart shaped leaves
how pure
how undisturbed
how lonely
shall it be
under the clear
white linen sky

(perhaps,
my thoughts alone,
but nothing
jibing with what
it really is,
as usual)

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sugar

I'm yours
And you are here
Don't you
Really want to feel
That my love is turning on
And it feels so real
So tell me what's the deal yeah

I'm coming back
For more and more
You do it to me
'Till I can't take no more
And I know
That all of that real
Good lovin' is oh so real
And I want all your time
When I'm down here

Sugar dance for me
Sugar taste so sweet

Climb on and take the wheel
There's nothing here for you to fear
And my love won't lead you wrong
Let me make this clear
Sweeter and sweeter
I'll always make you feel

I'm coming home
I'm oh so low
I need you baby
Come on let's go
'Cause only you are my lover
And you're so sincere and fine
So divine
And you're all mine

Sugar caramel
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Sugar you were made for me

Hey sugar my fantasy
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Oh my sugar baby lovin' is so sweet to me

And it taste so sweet
Sugar you're my fantasy
Sugar on and on
Sugar
Say I want your baby
Want you lovin'
Say I want your baby

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Are You Gonna Go My Way
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Perfect Coffee

she dance in front of me, in early morning suite,
before the Rooster crock in early shout of morning,
brows and feel then the coffee lies in the table with
a happy roost

comfort the night with that dancing lady, where
every inch of her hair, languish her leg just off the
bed to play, come admirable ecstasy wake me up,
full and squeeze the earth, grip my trembling heart
as you quizzed my neck into the earth seeking night
with nothing but gone of myself

I almost drawn, of the mixed emotion of sugar drops
in the coffee, wanted a perfect blends of boil water as
it fades away, oh! yes thanks to the table that hold
every cup, the party has to go like a merry go around
the table of free

now the sweet aroma of coffee brings a good
morning mist, with sugar dare coffee taste as old, the
same thirst the tongue requests; drink the leverage of
mate that holds, for each breath of lips that savour
the spell, lives the saving faith

a hot coffee for free, take it out or dine with thee ….

poem by Antonio Liao
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European Food

Europe.
One massive buffet of savory food.
Warm, large flattened crepes
Served with Nutella on the Avenue des Champs Élysées,
And hand-sized rectangular sugar cookies
Sheltered by chocolate and
Decorated with an image of a skateboarder.

Germany carries the sweet apple tea
Warm, salty pretzels and caramel coffee.
Plain yogurt for breakfast, thick and creamy
At first tasting sour
But when mixed with crisp, sweet muesli
It is most satisfying

Italians know ice cream.
The refreshing, velvety gelato
Is displayed in mountainous forms at the shop
Flavors of chocolate, grapefruit, and even pistachio
Are served in a child’s cone tasting of a wafer
from church communion.

The narrow concrete roads of Prague
Sell cylinder tubes of baked dough
Bathed in crystals of golden sugar.
Caramelized crunchy nuts are
Sold in a vibrant red paper cone
And served with milk thick enough to chew.
And while the most fantastic food resides in Europe,
American remains the most obese.

poem by Debra Mia
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Sugar

M. pinkard / s. mitchell / f. alexander
Sugar, i call my baby my sugar
I never maybe my sugar
That sugar baby of mine
He's special ration
Funny, he never asks for my money
All i give him is honey
And that he can spend anytime
I'd make a million trips to lips
It i were a bee
Because he's sweeter than chocolate candy to me
He's confectionary
Sugar, i never cheat on my sugar
Cause i'm too sweet on my sugar
That sugar baby of mine

song performed by by Billie Holiday
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Real Sugar

Right in the front door I recognized the perfume
The scent was perfect in the dusk by the moon
There must be many ways to ask her to my room
Why didnt I dare?
Well, every hour I try to get somethin done
Out in the weekend when Im just havin some fun
Im windin up with none, just zeroes, no 1s, just space with no air
I get: bye-bye baby-baby bye baby-baby bye-bye
Real sugar, I dont wanna climb the walls
Real sugar, thats what I want or none at all
Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be
Real sugar, thats what I want and what I need
Thats what I need.
Yeah, every friday Im gettin ready to roll
I want her blue eyes start sayin hi and hellow
But I can always tell shed rather be alone with some other guy
I get: bye-bye baby-baby bye baby-baby bye-bye
Real sugar, I dont wanna climb the walls
Real sugar, thats what I want or none at all
Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be
Real sugar, thats what I want and what I need
Real sugar, I dont wanna climb the walls
Real sugar, thats what I want or none at all
Real sugar, sweet as a sweet can be
Real sugar, thats what youve got so whats for me?
Hey, whats for me?
I turn myself in, turn turn turn
I turn myself out, outside and in
Gimme gimme real sugar
I dont wanna climb the walls.

song performed by by Roxette
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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At two o’clock in the afternoon

You complicate yourself
It is hot and you need a fan
You sweat
And in between some quick naps
You snap
For some missing thoughts
And you said
You need something to take
To remember
What you miss awhile
You need coffee
Or lemon tea
You do not want
Something cold
This is the hot portion of the day
And you do not want to crack
You scribble
There is something that is terribly lacking
In this foreplay of a good remembering
Something passionate
Or romantic
Or something to shock you so you do not
Get sleepy
You remember some lines at the tip
Of your tongue
But you cannot complete what you just remember
You sip coffee
It is so sweet and you do not like sugar
At two o’clock in the afternoon
You are half awake
You want to write but you cannot remember
You would rather sleep
But it is just too hot
And you are sweating

You keep mumbling words
Keeping yourself busy with what you
Remember and forget and cannot
Completely discard
Something is bugging you really
You know
You just don’t want to say it
You simply want to ignore it
It is facing you confronting you
Like a neighbor wanting
A fistfight
You turn your head away
And you keep saying it is hot and I
Need coffee but there is so much sugar
I can have tea, I am busy
Either you can have her or me

Not both, for God’s sake
Face it.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Naked Before My Eyes

feeling empty
i sense you
i get near you
feeling your hand
and you look at me
knowing something
that fills you too
i like you to be
my empty cup
to my hot water
i can be more
than hot water
i can be a spoon
stirring you and
you can be coffee too
and cream and
sugar and mint

i can be the mouth
that opens to drink
you as coffee and
surely we shall have
a good time together

tonight i like you
to be more than coffee
and cream and sugar

just be yourself naked
before my emptiness

and i can also be more
than a mouth to you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Harvest Time

O! beautiful black queen…
You are as sweet as sugar cane….
I can’t control my craving of you…

Sweetness!
Right from the harvest to me…
You, you sweet sugar cane…

My fever has reach an all time high…
Inside I cry and cry…
Why do I let you down?

My sweet, sweet brown sugar…
Are you to sweet for me?
Or am I to weak for you?
Ahhhhh! I’ve love on my mind…

I reach inside my soul…
And feel your sugar…
Stuck to my bones…

That says…
I am not alone…
O! beautiful black and sweet …
Sugar cane…

It’s harvest time…Wake up!
I’m coming for you…
My brown sugar…

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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Sugar Sweet

Baby ~ baby ~ baby
pass the sugar baby;
pass it, don't say maybe
and love will sweeter be.
Kisses come with dawning
sugar-sweet the morning
oh, joy of my desiring
there's no-one else for me.

I am music, play me,
I'm your morning melody;
my heart is in each serenade
sugar-sweet for thee.
So baby ~ baby ~ baby
Let's not be contrary, with
sugar sweet there will be
a love to last eternally.

poem by Joyce Hemsley
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One More Cup Of Coffee

Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie.
But i don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore i go
To the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw the blade.
He oversees his kingdom
So no stranger does intrude
His voice it trembles as he calls out
For another plate of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore i go
To the valley below.
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself.
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore i go
To the valley below.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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