A semi-automatic espresso machine whirs away,
The needle of the temperature gauge creeping higher and higher.
Caramel swirls through clouds of creamy foam.
A sip. Another. A drink. Licking lips.
She takes a taste and lets the blackberry slump
Bite at her tongue. A smile spreads across her face.
The rain splatters outside the window and she gazes
Out at the grey. Spring mornings have always been her favorite.
Eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow…
We go back to work.
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