My Coffee

by Kim the Star   Nov 14, 2005


At the sound of the alarm
morning already,
I just can't wait to sip my coffee
all hot and ready.

I can already smell the
roasty delight
that takes me everyday
to my caffeine height.

I can taste it in my mouth
all warm and roasty
giving my tongue a joy-ride
while keeping it toasty.

It's my everyday escape
my everyday pleasure
and surely nothing can amount
up to this measure.

So give me my coffee
thoroughly brewed,
and don't give me any
of your anti-coffee attitude.

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  • 19 years ago

    by GoddessOfWings

    XD I love this poem!! It's awesome, plus I am just -addicted- to cofffee. Hehe. 5/5. It's nice to see some origional poetry which isn't just about depression and the darkness etc - not that I don't like those poems ^_~. A unique topic, very cool. Keep writing!

    Gurdy x (GoddessOfWings)