Steamin' smokin' seethin' I sat

A brewed bliss on the coffee counter

Like a cocoon of gusto, brown aroma

I engulfed each and every corner

Soft and loud, the voices one

Bumblebees' buzz was café's chatter

I waited still, their arrival

For whom my cup was Ms.Tulner

She strode with grace, near and near

The beauty reached, seconds after

Pick up, lick up, she'd done in a gulp

Here I reach! it's time to flow in the blood matter..

Written for Poet's Pub Founder's #4 challenge..