COFFEE




Coffee, dark, black and flavourful 
in your floral china cup, so colourful,
On cold winter daybreaks, 
warms me up while the whole world wakes.
Brings a smile on your lips 
and a simper on mine, taking hot sips;
For a moment the hot black liquid
caffeine, so addictive,
makes my emotions surge, ideas grow in
as if dosed on amphetamine .
The two warming hearts charge me
up, two smoking cream coffee, 
the aromatic, enticing brew,
Warming me through,
Is it the cup that I keep holding,
with different flavours unfolding,
that acts as a stimulant
to romanticism, so immanent!
Is the heady, stimulating concoction
an endorphin releasing confection?
Both of us huddled
and with the passing minutes lolled,
Is it the creamy, smooth, smoking coffee I crave for
or perhaps the smoldering you!

©Madhumita