IYouCoffeeToo

I smelled my sunrise 
this morning before seeing 
its warm rays wafting 
from the other room 
following the bewitching aroma 
I lumbered through rooms 
and hallways to discover 
my enchanter standing over 
a percolator conjuring mysteries 
wearing my yesterday’s shirt 
approaching from behind him
like a curious vine 
wrapping around his back 
clinging to his front 
I dryly kiss throat
as his head leans 
forward and then back 
like a scale measuring 
the weights of affection
in unison we whispered 
I you started this 
and yes we did 
whether it be coffee 
or even this our
own type of dawn