As dawn’s embrace gently unfolds,
A fragrant mist of dreams untold.
The coffee whispers morning’s grace,
A liquid warmth, a sweet embrace.
Steam rises, curls like tendrils free,
A symphony of scents, just for me.
With each inhale, the world seems bright,
A promise of day’s first delight.
Dark and rich, the notes they play,
A melody that starts my day.
In that scent, a moment’s reprieve,
A chance to breathe, to wake, to believe.
So here’s to you, dear morning brew,
A ritual that feels ever new.
In every whiff, a whisper plain,
Of comfort found, again, again.
🌅☕✨
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