In the morning's hush or the twilight's calm,
A steaming cup, a comforting balm.
Coffee, a ritual, a daily charm,
In every sip, a soothing psalm.
Awakening senses with its rich embrace,
A dance of flavors, a java grace.
From espresso shots to a slow brew pace,
Coffee's allure, an enduring trace.
Roasted beans, an aromatic spell,
In barista's hands, a craft done well.
Cappuccino swirls or a simple swell,
In coffee's realm, stories to tell.
Creamy latte or a blackened brew,
A coffeehouse haven, cozy and true.
Mugs held close, conversations accrue,
In the world of coffee, moments imbue.
Mornings kindled by the java's kiss,
A caffeine symphony, hard to miss.
From the first sip to the last bliss,
Coffee's warmth, a cherished abyss.
So, whether shared with a friend or taken solo,
In the midst of chaos or when all is mellow.
Coffee, a companion, a daily fellow,
In its embrace, a richness to swallow.
Thank you for reading!
Comments (3)
Exactly!!!! this should be framed in coffeehouses around the world
nice poem
good