In the quiet dawn, a ritual unfolds,
The kettle hums, the beans are ground,
Aromas rise, stories are told,
In every sip, a joy profound.

The warmth cascades, a liquid hug,
Each drop a note in morning’s song,
In porcelain cups, a lover’s drug,
The day begins as dreams prolong.

Conversations sparked, ideas bloom,
A simple brew, yet so divine,
In cozy corners, dispels the gloom,
A moment shared, a lifeline.

Through bitter notes and sweet caress,
In every cup, the world aligns,
A dance of flavors, pure finesse,
In coffee’s embrace, the heart entwines.