The Sugar to My Coffee
Missed Connections in Boston, MA
you are the sugar to my coffee,
you are my cream,
you are the butter on my toast,
you mean everything to me,
you are the syrup on my pancakes,
you are my sausage link
you are my morning sun
even when it rains
an I’ve yet to hold your hand,
you are my moon beam
on a cloudy night,
you are my wish
upon a shooting star,
you are the fire that burns
in the depths of my soul
the woman I want
beside me as I get old
the greatest love story
never told.