Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 384
Not one day I can go without.
It’s like the breath in my lungs,
Or the food that graces my tongue;
Black as the abyss is its countenance;
Until it swirls like the Milky Way;
Not one day I can go without!
Nope! Not on my life!
Tis’ the fuel that drives me;
The aroma that guides me;
To that warming mug I hold so dear!
Not a day I can go without,
Lest my mind and soul slowly fade;
Not one day can I go without my coffee!