She dreams about her first cup of coffee
the night before
conjuring almost as much
Joy
as drinking the first cup brings
the morning after -
Anticipation
is a celebration all its own
It all starts when he gets out of bed
windows dark
house still
lured by the dog’s barks and unable to sleep
She has no such trouble
the dog just chases squirrels in her dreams
stumbling into the dark kitchen with the
morning sun slowly illuminating the hub
as the days lengthen and spring
teases itself into existence
Upstairs, morning creeps over the windowsill
giving a gentle nudge
Inhaling Costa Rican richness he
tugs open the bag
scoops grounds into the magical mystery machine
and waits, a satisfied smile on his face
Or so she imagines
upstairs, a tendril of deep roasted nuttiness curls its way into her dreams
the first humble beckoning of morning
and she can finally hit ‘end’ rather than ‘snooze’
on the alarm
and make her way downstairs to that
perfect first cup of coffee - just
waiting for her
the night before
conjuring almost as much
Joy
as drinking the first cup brings
the morning after -
Anticipation
is a celebration all its own
It all starts when he gets out of bed
windows dark
house still
lured by the dog’s barks and unable to sleep
She has no such trouble
the dog just chases squirrels in her dreams
stumbling into the dark kitchen with the
morning sun slowly illuminating the hub
as the days lengthen and spring
teases itself into existence
Upstairs, morning creeps over the windowsill
giving a gentle nudge
Inhaling Costa Rican richness he
tugs open the bag
scoops grounds into the magical mystery machine
and waits, a satisfied smile on his face
Or so she imagines
upstairs, a tendril of deep roasted nuttiness curls its way into her dreams
the first humble beckoning of morning
and she can finally hit ‘end’ rather than ‘snooze’
on the alarm
and make her way downstairs to that
perfect first cup of coffee - just
waiting for her
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