First, you need a cup of hot water <br />They say it should be hot as hell <br />I don’t know, I haven’t been there <br />Let me just say it should be scalding hot <br />Like the burning desire of a surfer <br />To ride the perfect wave <br />Like the all consuming passion <br />Of a figure skater to do the triple jump <br />Then you add half teaspoon of coffee <br />The kind that releases an exotic aroma <br />When dissolved in hot water <br />Like pursuing a career or a dream <br />That quickens your pulse <br />And sets your heart ablaze <br />And of course, add enough sugar <br />Too much or too little ruins the taste <br />I say, just put enough <br />Like money or pleasure <br />Too much can rob the essence <br />Too little may blunt the senses <br />Now cream is an option for others <br />But it makes my coffee perfect <br />Without cream, it makes coffee <br />Black as a devil, and I don’t like devils <br />Whether real or imaginary <br />So I put cream, though it’s optional <br />Like compassion for the oppressed <br />And generosity to the needy <br />You can live without them <br />But they make life meaningful <br />So I put cream to my coffee <br />They say to strike while the iron is hot <br />I say drink while the coffee is hot <br />And thank the Lord for it.<br /><br />Jemarie Ragudo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-to-make-perfect-instant-coffee/
