Submission

Its stimulating aroma,
takes my soul on a drive,
simply arrests my thoughts.
At this moment in time,
am taken into custody,
of this temptation sublime.

As I raise the cup to my lips,
I acknowledge my submission.
I know that I am indebted,
to those kings of Arabia,
plantations in Brazil and
so many men of Ethiopia.

Makes me think of film scripts,
Literature, paintings, Lyrics,
Those innumerable dreams and stories,
where coffee has been the catalyst.
I am so glad together we grew,
Thank God for this dash of brew.

Coffee and conversations with you,
is the closest I have known ‘bliss’.
Those laughter, tears, hopes,
discussions, flowers and kiss.
I want to admit this today,
on a day like this,
it is only you I miss.