My Coffee, My Love

I inhale your scent and fall in love,
Measured adoration by spoon and by cup,
Manna from Heaven, a gift from above,
Divinity on my lips with every sup.

Whether cafetiere plunge or instant bliss,
My mouth alive with the bitter taste,
Savouring each little caffeine kiss,
Not one tiny drop will go to waste.

Drink too much and you’ll be wired,
Your heart will pound and hands will shake,
Never to sleep or even be tired,
Your eyes forced open, permanently awake.

Have it black, with milk or cream,
Coffee is love, the most beautiful dream.

By Paul Webster


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