In morning's embrace, cup cradled with care, Hands like dancers, they softly prepare.
Lift to lips, where secrets of beans unfurl, Tongue meets elixir, a taste of the world.
Down the throat it glides, a caffeinated stream, Awakening senses from a sleepy dream.
Muscles and nerves, in rhythm, they play, as coffee's magic ignites the day. 
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