Opening the door, the
robust aroma flows into your nose, the enveloping warmth pours from the top of
your head to the tips of your toes.
Closing your eyes, deep
breath in, a smile rivaling the golden glow of the autumn sun beams from your
face.
A few steps inside,
absorbing the spices and notes roaming suavely throughout the room.
A chestnut leather
chair opens its arms to receiving your embrace. Its accompanying rustic end
table provides an august podium to showcase your customized blend of beans,
sugar, and cream.
Smooth music sneaks
surreptitiously in every cozy corner.
Cupping the tantalizing brew in your
hands, its warmth permeates your skin, slowly soothingly every rigid corner of
your frame.
Your eyes absorb the
mellow meanderings of each unnamed member of this variegated community.
A young scholar with
kinky russet hair and charcoal glasses stoops over a novel, her own unique brew
steaming fearlessly in a nearby mug.
A wrinkly man crowned
with wisps of silvery hair reclines statuesque behind the daily newspaper, his
companion a timeless cup of black joe.
An enamored couple seeped
in hushed conversation, their smoldering gazes matching their boiling beverages
in hand.
All of these diverse
faces, each hiding unique stories and unspoken passions, find themselves acquaintances
at this common place.
A solace, a haven, a
quiet escape.
A coffee shop.
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