love affair

when I wake

it’s like a summoning

i absent-mindedly don my robe and slippers

slowly descend the stairs

and make my way


the mug with petite flowers is my favorite

or perhaps the one with shades of blue

i put it in position

and pour with anticipation


the scent slowly travels to my nose

i inhale deeply

enjoying the bouquet

i froth the milk

waiting, waiting for the moment


when the foam is poured

i watch as the black and white collide

swirling together

two flavors, a marriage of sorts


i place my book on the table

the coffee right beside

and relax into the chair


the first sip is always the best





enjoyed in peace

a moment for me


it is my love affair


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