
dreamy thoughts
are interrupted, his presence drawing near
repeated weight upon each step
closer now I hear
enter our morning tradition
balancing a teetering cup with only his right hand
accompanied by ceramic chatter
and I know
I can face the morning
and the day
Such a simple action
to give in such a way
He knows just how I like it
I’ve seen him watching me
We have this handy gadget it’s small yet does the job
blend organic agave & cream
pour coffee on the top
The cream foams at the brim
topped with sugar and cinnamon
shaken
from a dead soldier salt shaker
This sequence is a$$ backwards, yet the feeling just the same.
If asked would I do it over, I’d shout “I will” again.
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