It rests on the counter through the night
while I lay restless, yearning for dawn’s first light
Finally the time arrives to be with my mug,
wrapped in my palms so warm and snug
Its perfect curves and textured bands
make it feel like we are holding hands
It carries the ideal amount of caffeine bliss
No offense to my partner, but sometimes it’s my day’s first kiss
The way the handle gently pr...
