An Ode to Coffee...

I

Oh what ecstasy, every morn,

An aroma so greatly drifts

 Such rare perfume, yet never worn

But instead, disappears quite swift.

What a fragrance, Above the rest!

II

Deep, bold flavor, all coming through,

All beans roasted; brunette, small chunks,

Each cup match-less, a perfect brew,

Best for sloppy wet donut dunks!

One hopes never will the goodness end!