The warmth in cold hands
The steam rises, warms your lips
First sip warms the soul
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J. Delaney-Howe
Bipolar poet. Father. Grandfather. Husband. Gay man. I write poetry, prose, some fiction and a good bit about family. Thank you for stopping by.
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Comments (3)
Oh, the heavenly warmth <3
I too love coffee and this was a perfect homage
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