In the early morning's gentle hue,
I rise to brew a cup of love for me and you.
The aroma fills the air, a fragrant delight,
As I prepare our coffee, to start our day right.

Grains of coffee, freshly ground,
In the machine, a symphony of sound.
The water trickles, warm and clear,
Infusing the essence we hold dear.

As the pot begins to brew,
I envision moments shared with you.
The laughter, the talks, the silent gazes,
All wrapped in warmth, our love's sweet phases.

The fragrance dances, a tempting spell,
Drawing you near, like a familiar bell.
With mugs in hand, we come together,
The first sip of morning, a shared endeavor.

As we sip the elixir, our spirits arise,
A warmth spreads within, like sunrise.
The world awakens, and so do we,
Nourished by love, and a cup of coffee.

With each sip, we savor the flavor,
Time slows down, our souls to savor.
Conversation flows, as the caffeine ignites,
A perfect moment, an endless delight.

So let's cherish these mornings, hand in hand,
As we savor the coffee, love's command.
For in each cup, a little bit of us brews,
A concoction of love, forever true.

With every morning's ritual complete,
Our hearts connected, love's journey sweet.
For in the simple act of brewing coffee, we find,
A moment of togetherness, forever entwined.
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