Coffee

Dude, this is great stuff......I love the ending:
"I remember
how your steam
deep and rich
at weary dawn
rolled into my nostrils
(I breathed you so deeply,
a gulping, starving man)
and revived
my parched
heavy head."

this fills up my senses

sleepslow fingers? perfect

paced contemplatively, ripe with offerings of sound, colour, movement, passion and bitter dark chocolate afternotes - typo 'girls' but to be fair you had me at 'sleepslow fingers'. also the 'sandy cartwheels', 'shaky vernacular', 'indonesian dockside bags/cascading beans' and the mother hushing the child 'far inland'.

i love this write and so must favourite it. great job!