just a coffee, please
the words I utter,
at least three times a day.
any room for cream?
no, thank you.*

please and thank you
for the cure to my headache
to my heartache,
for understanding
when I don't want to talk
and when I do,
for loving the coffee
as much as I do.
You make it
like it's the only beautiful thing
you'll make today,
and I'll love it
like it's the only thing
I'll ever truly love.