Strong coffee
Warm scone
Intense flavor
Balanced by mellow one
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Taste is only the moment undone When Sight of the pleasures to come Harkens the senses to be aware That there is much more lurking there. The Aroma wafting in the air Catches the senses, if they dare To try and understand what is to be Of the pleasures blowing free. Yet the sensation of the cup Warm (not to hot to sup) As the embrace of the moment Suggest, yet warns of the content. Even the Tinkling of the spoon a stirring In the heap of whipped cream its bearing Suggest the treat that must wait For the moment that bud's celebrate. Then finally in a moment There's fulfillment Of all the pleasures of Taste Which must be enjoyed, but not in haste. s
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