Mocha Read Count : 49

Category : Poems

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Deep, rich flavor from a steamy cup.

Every little ounce wakes me up.

From my slumber, awaken the dead.

The aroma fills the air as I cling to the bed.

Decadent chocolate sweetens the taste.

I stumble around with very little grace.

My feet hit the floor like hammers on wood.

I don't want to get up though I know I should.

I follow the aroma, that scent Heaven sent,

And stop at the pot on the cabinet.

I take a drink and then a deep breath.

Give me mocha or give me death.



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