A warm cup of coffee that morning,
Gave rise to me
To seek the warmth of life.
The slowly vanishing vapor
Captures my awareness
With its fragrance that made me awake.
But I cannot rush and drink,
And savor how it tastes
For it is hot,
And maybe
My desire no longer made sense
But I know there's something more
In this caffeine
Within my reach.


© loucaaedee