Milk Coffee
Milk Coffee - Kimberly Bui
Milk coffee,
as I brew the delightful liquid,
I relax as if Im floating in the ocean looking up at a burst of stars and galaxies
as if Im wafted away by the rich aroma.
The strong fragrant scent it gives off provides me with warmth,
like sitting by the fire on a cold winter's day.
The cozy feeling of being wrapped in a blanket.
The comfortable feel of sleeping on a soft rainy night.
It's brewed so darkly and steamy its as if I'm walking into a moonless and misty forest.
The homey, nostalgic feeling when the warm coffee touches my lips.
The bittersweet taste of coffee beans and warm milk is absorbed in my mouth,
like taking a hot bubble bath.
It fills me so, that I can't help but fall asleep.
Milk coffee.
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