In the early morning's gentle hue,
I rise to brew a cup of love for me and you.
The aroma fills the air, a fragrant delight,
As I prepare our coffee, to start our day right.

Grains of coffee, freshly ground,
In the machine, a symphony of sound.
The water trickles, warm and clear,
Infusing the essence we hold dear.

As the pot begins to brew,
I envision moments shared with you.
The laughter, the talks, the silent gazes,
All wrapped in warmth, our love's sweet phases.

The fragrance dances, a tempting spell,
Drawing...