Crappuccino

Just a passing thought on a thoughtful day

I try to move the froth aside with the tiny headed spoon, just to get a glimpse of the actual complexion of my dear companion, but the froth around quickly fills up the space. I take a long sip, hoping to suck up enough foam to unveil the face of the taste, but however hard or quick I do it the foam remains on a tight guard. Why is it hiding?
Is it a blend of modesty with fear? Fear of it's face being disliked ?
Does it not realize that I am already attracted to it to be thinking so much about it. Fate got us together the minute I choose it randomly from the dizzying list. When my eyes closed at the first sip like toes curling at a kiss, it must have prided itself of its calming effect on my stressed mind. My once nervous palms have cuddled in its warmth long enough to show how comfortable I am with it. The number of hurried sips that I devoured shows I love its taste and feel. And now its been my single point of attention for long enough to show I love its company.
Then why is it hiding it's face? If everything else is going for us I am sure looks don't matter.
But then, why am I trying so hard to see a glimpse of it's face?

Reviews

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Curiosity gets the better of us and we often despise not being able to satisfy that curiosity. However, like all love affairs, there needs to remain an air of mystery so I would suggest that the dark liquid, hiding beneath the foam in your cup, is making sure you will come back for more, and more, and more :) .. I am enjoying these little descriptive writes and the glimpses into the working of your writing mind :)

[Mirza Mehak]

the sense of sight overpowers the others because of it's quick judgement. In today's time we conveniently overrule the objections of our other senses and the decision of sight sustains, however dishonest and delusional it may be.