—a sharp little sip of sweetness hiding betrayal in its crema.

A single mark, a spot of white,
A promise soft, a fleeting light.
The shot was dark, the sugar sharp,
The kind of taste that leaves a mark.
It whispered love, it burned like sin,
A dalliance dressed in porcelain.

The foam was faint, the kiss was quick,
A trick disguised as something thick.
You drank it fast, you played along,
The lie was short, but tasted strong.
It ended soon, but lingered well,
A secret sip you’ll never tell.

One ounce of trust, one ounce of spite.
A tiny cup that ruined the night.


📜 The Macchiato Affair – The Recipe

Ingredients:

Instructions:
Pull espresso into a demitasse. Mark with a single spoonful of foamed milk. Serve in the smallest cup; quick, sharp, gone too soon. Drink like a secret. Hold like a regret. Optional: drizzle caramel for the illusion of sweetness.