Coffee - you and me

credit Foundry on Pixabay

 

A calling to the stove

while grabbing the pot,

I find myself in my kitchen,

despite the unearthly start.

This day is to begin, 

but the sun rays go unnoticed.

Until my tyrst happens,

With you, my favourite coffee bean, well roasted.

With a waft you hit, 

with bubble- like warnings you beckon,

The Bialetti espresso maker is your home this morning,

seldom this moment I share without you, so strong, so handsome.

All this liquid gold that's you

is now mine to drink,

unclog my foggy thoughts 

and force me to really awaken and think.

How you play your role

while running through my veins?

Kaapi, Café, Kava, Coffee or Control over me 

Should I thou rename?

The international day for you

they say it is today...

Even more to be revered,

Making you more rare and expensive,

A marketing plot to be absolutely feared!

Let's get you and everyone down to earth fast,

These fads and fashions,

seldom last.

They recycle those with new names 

every other year or three,

You and I shall discuss this then,

You, the coffee in my cup and me

Yes, I definitely think we're

enough company.

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