Sitting in the fridge and waiting
In the darkness, in the cold
Dormant treasure, there for tasting:
My own volcano from Ecuador!
Rendered up the precious chattel
Sacred roast meets altar’s blades
Umber jewels tumble, rattle:
Tribal percussion from Africa!
The lid is closed, down goes the switch
Bouncing beans, a short-lived dance
Whirling, now a grainy dervish:
Future told from Anatolia!
The spoon scoops up the brownest gold
Swirling grains in steaming water
Magical scents rise and unfold:
Voodoo potion from Dominica!
The foaming brew, dark in the pot
Ebon philtre, sultry drink
Pouting, tempting, tropical, hot:
A gyrating whore from Zanzibar!
Heady scent, the strong aroma
Liquid velvet in the cup
Promise kept of craved-for flavour:
Hot drug from rich Colombia!
To yearning lips the mug is brought
Morning kiss, sweet liaison
Wonderful taste, first caffeine shot:
True salvation from El Salvador!