A Magical Cup of Coffee
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The magic of coffee, the spell of my tea,
The allure of the vapour swirling up.
Every day I am caught in a beautiful trance,
Hypnotised by a small coffee cup.
It’s a risk with no milk, how hot is the drink,
Will it burn my tender lips to the flesh?
Or is the moment just right, right now for a sip,
A sip that’s spontaneously fresh.
My mind jumps for joy, my insides are all warm,
My body feels hugged in a rug.
A rug that’s surreal, made up of my soft,
A soft filled from a small coffee mug.
This magical cuppa I sip every morning,
Relaxes, loosens up, every day.
This is a home away from home, a seat to relax,
In the corner of my local café.
Awarded 3rd place in contest
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2016
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