Freshly roasted coffee beans - freewrite poem

Coffee in the morning, grains thrown in the yard, burning like my soul at dawn, with watered desires resting at dawn, and my desire to want to see you again.

I want to drink you to my guts, and never let myself abandon you, energy that you give me in the morning, special source of my being.

Coffee beans at sunrise and sunset.

A poet lost in the sunshine, a future found and lost again.

Do not know Do not know I want to see you again.

Coffee in the morning is my source of inspiration to remember you and get ahead, when I don't have it, the muse of inspiration leaves me and my addiction torments me, leaving me unable to write.