Creative writing: poem #2
An Ode to Coffee
Whose warm bitter liquid flows
And takes me high after my lowest lows
Whose harshness can evolve into the sweetest thing I’ve ever known
Your company keeps me from aching all alone
You fill my head with thought
You fill my heart with love, newly caught
The slightest drop upon my tongue
Leaves me full of life with which to fill my lung
And once you are finally gone
You leave me here afloat to fawn