Coffee the face
Some days, all it takes is one cup
Hot, cold, black or milky
I just need it direct to the face
I'll need some space
I don't have time to unwind
Read a book, unfurl the mind
Hot, cold, black or milky
I just want it direct to the face
I call them the beans of life
Ground or granuled, they relieve my strife
Hot, cold, black or milky
It's the only way to live
Some say I'm a junkie
And never call me lovely
But when I'm in a mood and shaky
There's only one thing that can save me
Wordseffectbrew
Wed 24th Apr 2024 11:30
Thank your comment Helen, drinks are interesting like the people who drink them.