satking on Nostr: The morning hums a quiet tune,Steam curls up beneath the moon,“Treat me for a cup ...
The morning hums a quiet tune,Steam curls up beneath the moon,“Treat me for a cup of coffee,” you say,A warm escape to start the day.
Beans that whisper tales of earth,Roasted slow, a second birth,In every sip, a fleeting glow,A simple joy to steal and stow.
So here’s your brew, this line I pour,A moment’s peace, and something more,The world can wait, the rush can slow,With coffee’s warmth, let kindness grow.
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