Coffee Camper mugs ~ they live to feel your smile.

 

The right mug can say it all,

or nothing at all.

It lives to hold your happiness,

and be cradled within your fingers.

It loves to see your face when tipped into your lips.

Once it becomes 'your favorite'

there is no going back.

It must follow you everywhere,

for fear another might, "do for now."

It can not have you ~

cup-less

for it lives

to feel your smile.

Several items on the Coffee Camper available for purchase. 

Coffee, a hug in a mug!

https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com

thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com

The Coffee Camper ~ the day will wait

I love coffee. 

I enjoy sitting down on the couch, in the morning, with a hot, steaming, fresh, cup of coffee.

I enjoy the aroma that a fresh brewed pot of coffee fills the living space with. 

I like to cuddle with my puppies and watch the world begin to wake.

Like, when one is out camping. 

Just take it all in. 

Wipe the dew off of your favorite camping chair.

Watch the sun rise, hear the birds argue amongst themselves.

Maybe catch a glimpse of squirrels stealing last nights discards.

A hot cup of coffee in hand, out in the wilderness, and the world moves slower.

That's what I like about sitting and appreciating a cup of coffee.

For just a little while...everything moves at a pace I can keep up with.

Enjoy that first cup.

The day will wait.

The Coffee Camper

is up and ready to roll.

Events, Camp Grounds, Business's

she can go anywhere.

thecoffeecamper7@gmail.com

https://thecoffeecamper.etsy.com

 

Who holds the key?

I've been behind these walls so long

I've forgotten where I've placed the key.

The handle rumbled once or twice

but no one curious enough to see

has ever opened the door,
to take a look inside,

and find 

Me.

Who holds the key

that fits this lock

to

open said door

and save me?

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Beginnings of a Kiss

There was that time

you kissed me.

That day you held my hand.

When you wrapped your arms around me.

Kept me from falling down.

Your gaze glued to mine.

Your smile so tempting

Those lips waiting

You pulled me closer ~

Crushed me into your chest.

Our hearts beating in rhythm.

Your hands slid down my hips.

Our fingers entwined

then your lips on mine.

So much learned from the 

beginnings of a kiss.

Chasing your dream

More than once

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Believing

Seriously speaking

is there any real meaning to 

the words I love you.?

For those watching, waiting, feeling

emptiness has sprung forth from the night

yet, during the light of day, a flower blooms.

They say there is someone for everyone

howbeit for one to never reach their brink to

never find their hearts desire...

for what is love if more than a feeling?

a courtesy in believing?

an avoiding of the loneliness

that taunts one through the night?

When the capacity does arrive

to unleash said web of lies

would one hold well

against the tow 

of the cheater?

Ah, the bliss of unfamiliar 

pleasured stares from eye to eye

feeling nothing yet seeing something

greed in the encounter?

lust from the divide?

For some the dance is well received

others wait to be chosen

but one reveries for a muse

then concludes their heart 

will never be stolen.