I smelled it, and knew it.
It hung softly in the are, the deep smell of
I felt it, and knew it.
It was warm and worn, the chair’s
I saw it, and knew it.
It was swirling twirling, the coffee’s
I heard it, and knew it.
It was a splurging surging, that machine that made
I tasted it, and knew it.
A smooth strong earthy flavor of
I knew it, and knew it.
I liked all those
Scents, Feels, Sights, Sounds, Tastes, and Thoughts