Comfort-satisfaction steam-feathers my mind;

my mug has this aura, a soul - 

a presence that, when I see this crafted, ergonomic beauty,

I enjoy pre-consumptive, pre-experiential, pre-appreciative mind-flutters,

I feel the blood-tingle, the brain sparkle,

the caffeine induced dull-relief sharpened clarity.

My mug.  I feel you. I would love you.

Had I not shattered you upon my floor.