Ode To Coffee

The scent travels
Throughout the entire room.
Black, fresh,
The morning perk.
I cannot wait for your hot magic
To pass through my lips.
You are the reason
I stir from my slumber.
“Good to the last drop.”
You are diverse:
Black,
Sweet,
Vanilla,
Creamy,
Hazelnut,
Any variety I please.
I can depend on you
To rise me from my
Dreams.
And now I’m ready
For a new day.