[ WP ] Write a heartfelt love letter to coffee .

Wake Up Call - A poem 
 
 How soft the sound of percolated circulation 
 That cuts through the dawn, the morning ’ s perforation 
 The perfect source to cause elation 
 To once dormant pawns having a poor relation 
 
 With the waking world and land of nod. 
 To some you act as hand of God 
 Delivering a wake up shake. Thus we plod 
 Corpse-like, eyes to the ground we ’ ve trod 
 
 Drowsy, ad nauseum. You could not script this 
 Feeling of completion gained from your ardent lip kiss. 
 Something is here that in the morn I could never dismiss: 
 The way you stop my thoughts from trailing off like an ellipsis.
