Coffee For Poetry

Coffee for Poetry

A squishy armchair
My hands wrapped around a patterned mug
A first tentative sip
Testing to see if it is cool enough to glug
A comforting taste
Warmth slips down my throat and into my mind
A sigh of relief
The dark liquid rescues me from the daily grind
A touch of sweetness
Treating myself after a long day
A feeling of calm
The stresses of the outside world melt away

The familiar aroma fills every corner of me
The nurturing smell of a well-earned coffee