There is a sense of ease that comes over me
when I take that first sip of tea.
A warmth spreading from fingertips to tongue in flushed cheeks.
Trickling onward, tickling senses.
Flowing freely, lowering defenses.
A wealth of wisdom,
A simplification of intricacies.
There is a sense of control that accompanies
the consumption of coffee.
An awareness seeping through skin to blood in heightened being.
Spilling forth, spiking senses.
Beautifully strong, reinforcing defenses.
An untangling of knots,
A demonstration of readiness.
There is an overwhelming sense of contentment
when I breathe you in.
A wonderfully addictive feeling taking over my entirety.
Invading violently, sharpening senses,
Creeping gently, disarming defenses.
The wise, the ready.
The simplifier, the tangler.