Some quiet clockwork morningsair crunches, birds still slumber;cats furry donuts in fleece bedswhen anachronistic stage is set;triggers from percolator poemstransport with each sip, to whenlips lingered over lips together,steam wisps and easy smilescozy-niched into our forever. image: “Morning Coffee,” by Khalid Saqr Linda is today’s host for dVerse’. Linda says:Hello Everyone and Welcome to…
