Coffee, Java, Joe
Take your pick.
it matters not
what you call it.
Just that you get it!
Rich and black
Bitter liquid in a cup
rising to your lips
first thing
everyday.
How my body needs it,
my morning on hold
until I pick
up that cup
and bring it to my lips.
Ahh - soothing
smooth, tasty little
cup of liquid heaven.
Now my day
may begin.
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