Poem - The Coffee in Your Eyes

In the coffee of your eyes
There is the nipple of all the swollen meadows
And the sweet bites
Of all the mountain hives.
Wet and cozy
Like a summer breeze
Temperate like whisper
Feverish like your passion for life
Like the puppy bites of all the delectable sounds
In silence
Like the well of wood
In the smell of boiling kettle
Like the ladder of your dark breath
Climbing ears of night
Like the moaning of joy
In the full moon of your teeth
In the cup of my night
In my cup all night.