Coffee, it's what I love
the aroma in the air,
it permeates through all
my cup is waiting there.
Fill it to the brim
so let's fetch the cream,
mix with the black
with coffee I dream.
It helps me relax
such coziness,
I drink it up
what loveliness.
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Author:
sonicpoet (
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Comments3
cup a joe to go please, I love coffee too. a delicious poem. ww
Coffee is the thing. I love it. Thank you.
Great one and I can just smell it - I also love coffee but it has to be properly made via a filter - none of this modern stuff forced through a machine or violated by the addition of different 'flavours' - just proper coffee and not so easy to get in modern so-called coffee houses. Coffee must be enjoyed while sitting down and taking time to enjoy it as the poem suggests. None of this wandering off down the street with it for me.
Now I've probably fallen out with everyone !! LoL
That sounds even better lol morning tasty dream..
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