Coffee. Breakfast. Football. Baseball on the radio.
Summer. Walt Whitman. Sunsets. The Ocean. Memories.
Road trips. Coffee. Mojito’s. Midnight kisses. You.
The heavenly sound a typewriter makes. Coffee.
A good, clean knockout. A champion going down.
A perfect sentence. The feeling of a job well done.
Haze. Coffee. The scent of some girl’s room.
The smell of sex in a hot and foreign motel room.
The afterglow of a proud achievement. More coffee.
The way an old faithful pair of boots feel. Music.
Nostalgia from an old pair of jeans. Achieving dreams.
The calm and stillness of a well-lit pool. Jukeboxes. Diners
The taste of that first cold beer at the end of the day.
The silence after that last line. Coffee. Sleeping in.
The cool side of the pillow on a blistering day in June.
The hand you finally hold. And coffee. Always coffee.
These are the things that make the world go round.