Coffee Scented Morning
By Terri Miller

Coffee scented morning

Dreams lost upon awaking

Twilight dawning

Legs downward tumbling

Gravity calling

Expectant floor meeting

Reluctant remains following

Invisible force dragging

Into hallowed room creeping

Icy throne approaching

Slowly easing

Momentarily resting

To the basin leaning

Fountain of youth springing

Encrusted eyes peeping

Alas, the vibrant waters have lost their magic

A misty form reflecting

Truth revealing

A foul breath escaping

Evidence of decay reinforcing

But there is still life in this decrepit form

Hidden reserve summoning

Muscles stretching

The mind slowly thinking

Limbs awkwardly moving

Intoxicating aroma wafting

Knowing nose scenting

Onward propelling

Toward heaven I'm going

Enchanted elixir flowing

Eagerly lifting

Cup to lips nearing

Hot nectar pouring

Through body coursing

Song of the morning

I'm all a buzzzz and Confidently on my way


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