Coffee-Ish, A Poem By Audra Bianca

Inside my soul, there is a cup of coffee iced to perfection. 

I love coffee, I drink coffee, I breathe in coffee aromas.
If I were in love with coffee, would it love me back?
Maybe my baristas at Starbucks do,
but true coffee love eludes me.
Coffee - I love you. Today, I'm feeling like Caramel Mocha Vanilla Spice Creme Brulee Almond Borchata.
I feel odious about Pumpkin Praline Latte.
Everything else will show how I am coffee-ish.
I dare you to be coffee-ish in everything you do, and forget the branding/brainwashing that tips you to one brand or coffee house or another.
Peace out, Coffee Lovers!