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,
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,
Comments
Post a Comment