Oh coffee,

you have been there as a pick me up,

more than some of my friends.

You are quick, tasty, and reliable,

and not merely a passing trend.

my love for you is long and deep,

but unlike tea there is no need to steep.

You are on the go more than my backpack,

sometimes a replacement for an afternoon snack.

You are bitter yet sometimes sweet,

and the boost you give cannot be beat.

You smell heavenly and are a refreshing brew,

because for me beer will never do.

I love whipped cream upon your surface,

which I lick as I slurp your milky substance.

Whether cold or hot your liquid flows,

down my awaiting throat as my heart starts to glow.

It always brings home to mind,

no matter the current pace or time.

This love affair is bound to go on,

like a flower facing the bright yellow sun.