Morning Liquid
 

Drip, drip, drip...a sound of morning.
The smell permeates the air, inviting me.

Chin in hand, staring, through sleepy eyes,
waiting for that last drop...plink, there it is!

I slumber over and get a cup from the cupboard.
Why didn't I have this ready? Still asleep I was.

Cream, I need my cream. French Vanilla is my choice.
Powder or liquid...it matters not, just have it.

Pouring it in the cup, I can almost taste it...so close!
Stirring the mix, watching the swirl, it is ready.

I sit, elbows on table, both hands circling the cup,
it's warming my hands, I raise it to my lips, and close my eyes.

The hot liquid fills my mouth and runs down my throat.
A swallow of adrenalin to start my day. I have my fix.

Finally, the smile! It's going to be a good day.

:)

ditto :)

I take it you have a passion for coffee... :p