Coffee Lover

My steaming hot frothy coffee.
For you, now, I shall count the ways.
One, you pleasure my taste softly
Even though you’re as hot as blaze.

Two, you keep me up when needed,
Which is often throughout the day.
And when my mind is depleted,
You refuel me without delay.

Three, I seek, and you’re never far.
Always a cup, for me, of you.
It is no matter where you are,
I can sense where there is a brew.

Four, I adore you freshly ground.
The smell! The beans! Open and free!
Even the grinder’s psycho sound
Sings out a melody to me.

Five, how you strive to jolt me so
With just the prospects of java.
After one lava cup of joe
I could fist fight an armada.

You never taunt, you never tease,
You bring with you your perfect self.
Always eager to help my ease
And you wait for me on the shelf.

I am into you. You, my drip.
Our relationship won’t wonder.
Just five? Let’s have another sip...
Aah. Now, more comes as I ponder.