“Love,” he whispered.
“What’s love got to do with it?”
she rasped in her best Tina Turner,
‘I need coffee’ voice.
Running on empty,
fumes escaped her.
she couldn’t start…
wouldn’t even turn over
until he primed her
with wafting tendrils
of hot, black beans
*just·a·whiff·i·ca·tion [juhs-tuh-wi-fi-kay-shuh n] noun
1. The process of being made right by just a whiff of coffee and the promise of comfort it brings.
Joining with friends at TS Poetry Press where the January theme is coffee or tea… and so, I add me. = )
And the good folks at d’Verse Poets for Tuesday's Open Link Night.