Hot cuppa coffee brewing in mind,
kick starting the crazy m’nin.
As I hold the white coffee mug,
it disappears out of thin air.
What flows is the steam and perfume wafting at my gaze.
I jump from the bed to realize that rich coffee grains,
is the stuffs dreams are made of.
Hopping to the kitchen, lighting the stove as I pour hot water, milk and coffee grains.
A coffee-licious romance as the first drop of coffee swirls in the tongue,
to make it an ongoing love affair.