Ode to My Morning Love
You arrive in the dark, a deep amber glow,
From black into caramel, you put on a show,
You warm up my hands, and you wake up my soul,
Without you beside me, I am never quite whole.
You make my heart quicken, my eyes finally see,
No sunrise has meaning until you meet me,
When travel has taken me far from your grace,
I ache for your warmth, for the steam on my face.
Oh, coffee, my darling, my one true delight
You lift me to glory from morning to night.
And yet, my sweet love, when I ask for one more,
You remind me quite gently what stomachs are for.
My first coffee this month after taking a break...hallelujah!