Moon Taxi

The smell of french vanilla coffee and hazelnut creamer fill the air; as he made his morning coffee. I take a moment before going down stairs to breathe in the familiar smell. It takes me back to where we first met; the fountain cafe. I head down to the kitchen and see him. His broad shoulders and tan back glow from the sun reflecting in from the nearby window. I hug him from behind and greet him with a mornings kiss. His warm lips meet mine, I can almost taste the coffee on his lips as I slowly pull away. I hug his waist, memories flood my mind. I can still remember the way he looked at me when he first saw me. His big light brown eyes peered up at me and that smile, that damn smile stole my heart. At that moment I didn't want to let him go, because if I did I was afraid I'd lose him forever...