What keeps me going
Milk froth in my espresso
Cozy pup, curled at my feet
An overpriced throw
And weathered, leather seat
Windows, east and west
Flood sunshine, all day long
Here, snuggled in my nest
Is where my soul belongs
Bare feet upon green grass
Warmed by light of day
A gentle wind, but fast
Keeps the heat at bay
Shade beneath the trees
A midday light respite
Safe, beneath the leaves
A lovely time to write
And when the sun descends
A cocktail is awaiting
Chatter, soon begins
And mild, low key, debating
No small talk around
Just opinions and depth
True passion is the sound
Heard between each breath
A warm and savory meal
As evening turns to night
A comfort, one can feel
It hits the spot just right
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