Espresso-ed

Her aroma conjures

I follow with all blinds

My de-stress for the coming

A need to my early rise. 

It unwinds the locks to break

Fresh ideas just flow

What seemed stationed for long

would move and be gone in a blow.

A drug which the mind needs

My body feels garbage without it's kiss

You are my addiction of every day

Our romance I'd never miss.

-Story of my every morning need.