coffee

i’m holding myself
like my cup of coffee
cupping both palms
almost too hot
but i press in
i smell the sweetness
the warmth
the essence
of life
being roasted
it comes alive
tendrils of heady aromas
reaching into my head
soothing my nerves
there is bitterness, yes
i expect it
i chew it
i balance it
with
milk…nourishing
sugar…sweetening
with this moment of pleasure
ahhh..life