Precocious. Little. Clover. Devil

Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Coffee in the air


I can smell the bitter fragrance of thick coffee waffing through the air. Tentalizing the tonsils with the dark nectar. Coffee so antagonizingly delicious.

A pity I'm not connoisseur of coffee. Only able to appreciate the aromatic qualities of the brew, my tongues is ill adapted to savour it's secrets. Give me a cup of cappuccino or mocha, that is about the only coffe I remotely can appreciate.

Just as well. My futile attempts at "enjoying" coffee would only be an act of blasphemy.

Otherwise, I am more than happy to smell the coffee in the air.


Gavin pondered @ 09:51


Under the layers of dust