Better than sex
and the equal of having your back scratched,
is a cup of coffee, expertly brewed
lovingly served to make you feel 38 summers old
one more blessed day, before the floor shutters
and the curtain drops.
Among my myriad mountain reasons
is why I love Colombia like a granddaughter
who looks up her grandmother
as the most complete of women
any man ever took.
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