A freezing morning, my nose red,
Snuggled in fur, on the cobbled street I tread,
Treading along I see a wooden hut afar,
Oozing smoke from a chimney that looks like a cigar,
The smoke lends a magical warmth in the air,
It reaches my senses, tantalizes and dares,
I stop for a moment staring at the hut,
Towards a warming temptation I start to strut,
Up and down the mounds of the cobbled street covered with snow,
I quicken to a desire that now seems impossible to let go,
Dreaming of a romance that was soon to start,
With worries of work and deadlines, I happily part,
At the door of the hut, I stand mesmerized,
Aroma of fresh coffee beans dancing around walnut cake sliced,
Helplessly in love, I walk in like a lost warrior,
I desperately look around for life and my possible savior,
Greeted by an old lady with crooked teeth,
Beyond her wrinkles, I could see my savior beneath,
I request for a steaming cappuccino and a chocolate doughnut,
She smirks as she senses my insatiable glut,
Towards the oven, she walks with great pride,
Having picked the prettiest doughnut to melted chocolate she glides,
I hear the doughnut moan as it takes a smooth chocolaty plunge,
It returns dressed in smoking brown, revitalized and young,
Now to the coffee machine, my savior walks fast,
I watch as the frothy milk meets the steaming aroma to forever last,
Finally sitting on a tray, the moment of union arrives,
I stare at it lovingly just before in eternity I dive,
With each of my each sense awakened without any strife,
I hum to myself 'what a wonderful life'!
