morning ritual

there’s got to be coffee in the morning
for I can’t function without at least a cup
followed by a look inside my little black book
telling me what’s up

for I really can’t count on my phone anymore
the one with all the bells and whistles
the moment I switch it on to look at my schedule
distraction lands like heat-seeking missiles

so i’m just going to enjoy my coffee
and savor the moment for a while
reach across the table for your waiting hand
and lose myself in your smile