Pungent

11:49 PM

I want to awaken

one very fine morning

being able to leave a home

and enter a space

where the ambience

so peaceful it's bliss

and the pungent aroma

of coffee being brewed

enters my brain and

lingers for a while

until my hands would

grasp a book

and my lips would

touch the ceramic china

sipping ounces of the brown liquid

slowly letting the heat

burn my tongue

knowing that it could never

hurt me as much

as you did.