Scented Blends

He asked me, how do
you take yours? I nodded,
but he stood not realizing
the hints. The unspoken
language that only lovers
can understand.

He served me a cup of
confusion, and I smiled
picking on the notes of
his playful mixed aromas.

And I thought my naked
tea was nothing like me,
until I got lost somewhere
in between my confusion
and his confidence..

..he did know me after all.

He lulled me with hints of
jasmine, and I answered his
unasked question. I knew it
just as much as I knew him.

Like him, his coffee was a
mysterious blend, with a
hint of tobacco.