Caffeine Touch

Morning drifts in coffee memories

isolated from our pillowed worlds

a steamy uprising of warm bones

vapors of coffee stirring languidly

two bodies reflected in shadow of sheets

musky smell kissing rim of early dawn

steamy silk skin soaking up sunshine

coffee cup cradled in sleepy hands

moments of shared time bobbing up

as we savor aftertaste of coffee on lips

world stops as intricate patterns

glow in java mist of coffee grounds.