Morning Coffee Love

In the peaceful sunrise's hug, an orchestra unfurls,

Where murmurs of daylight dance on cups of gold.

Arousing faculties with a fragrant charm,

Morning espresso love, a mixture so unadulterated.

Steam rises like ringlets of fondness' sweet kiss,

As beans and water weave a story of delight.

In the kitchen's artful dance, a dance of joy,

A custom of affection, in the delicate morning light.

Fired vessels support warmth in their hold,

As though blending privileged insights, stories untold.

Each taste, an excursion through the waking day,

A charged poem, a tribute to remain.

With each deliberate pour, a custom so heavenly,

In the tranquil rhythm, love entwines.

Mornings unfurl, enclosed by fragrant shrouds,

As espresso murmurs love in delicate strokes.

As hands support mugs, and hearts interweave,

In the language of beans, love's a coded sign.

Morning espresso, a custom, a holy craftsmanship,

A prepared love that ties all along.