More Than a Brew

The kettle is whistling, a song soft yet clear,

as water transforms, releasing the fear.

Each scoop of ground bean holds a story to tell,

conversations wrapped warm, in the steam’s gentle swell.

The dark swirl settling deep at the bottom, I find,

a map of connections, love brewed and defined.

From murmurs at sunrise to late-night embrace,

each sip holds a moment, a bittersweet trace.

More than just caffeine, it’s a way to unwind,

from grinds to a ritual where solace aligns.

So I cradle my cup, lost in what it can be,

a journey brewed slowly, reminding me—free.