Hot on a cold day and warm enough on a rainy day to kick me out of the bed,
The aroma and essence perfect for the troubled mind,
The warmth it spreads on my favorite mug is like hug from my mum,
Side to side I lay with my pug,
She sips her milk which puts her to sleep while I awaken from mine with every sip I take.
After a while it's not a wake up call but rather a booster to face the madness that awaits outside the door.
I suggest instead of falling in love fall in coffee, it doesn't **** you instead prepares you to face what is awaiting to **** you.