First sip

First sip

With the first sip my mind
slowly unfurls and I feel a knot
inside me melting,
heading into work with a bounce
instead of a crawl to my walk.

Warmth on my lips,
my mind jolts from it's state of hibernation
and I smile like it's a secret
only I know.

And then there are other mornings,
where I wake cranky,
a nagging pain in my head
and a longing for something to take the edge off.

Maybe I shouldn't have a coffee today,
I ponder, ultimately deciding,
today wont be the day.
I am too sleepy, too cranky
and I can feel its gentle lure already,
before I utter the words,
the sweetest sounds,
one coffee to, please,

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