Softest touch,

sweetest morning,

blend of musk,

lavender rush,

the morning greets

with flowers at my feet;

Opens my eyes

wide to your splendor.

Beautiful bliss

sweetest kiss

I soak up the joy

wrapped in aroma

of coffee beans and musk

Oh! what a rush.

Morning light

burning bright

like stench of coffee

blended and brewed

but my head

thought of you.

Coffee never tasted so sweet

like bitter sips;

How did morning turn to this?

In a room,

dazed by you

in coffee sips

I brew thoughts of you.




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