You make the product that warms my heart,
deliciousness,
oh, how you wake my mornings,
the aroma you produce, as beautiful as each drip of energy,
you have me in a trance,
please– fuel my body,
I click start and my mouth waters,
2-4 cups of water turned yummy,
I will wait for you.
I love my coffee and crave for my cup every morning and even at different times of the day. This poem does a great job praising and calling for that love of our coffee. Great job.
Ana
Thank you Ana, I appreciate the feedback. I went to brew coffee during that hour and I just paused, thought about the prompt, and described exactly what I was feeling in relation to my coffee pot. 🙂 Glad to know I am not alone in my love for coffee.