~ T.S. Eliot, 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufock'
Oh, there are so many things to say about coffee. But coffee itself is a fragrant poem in its own, a grand event, a work of irresistible delicious art!
For now:
Coffee Love Triptych
My coffee love. A flat white is drinkable art if you ask me. An instant hit of heart highs.
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