An opportune moment

The procrastination to deserve a coffee

 

As I walk to the coffee place, I dreaming away,

this cloud of dust giving reasons to sway.

Light underneath the mist or in it,

a furious battle, screaming and yelling fit.

Chaotic disaster revealing battlefield,

pain and blood, clanging swords and shield.

Being the knower of a keener steel,

taken my sword to all level of keen.

The dance of my sword and its match,

taken does foes to the battles edge.

The tension changed on the field,

many creep away, making this victory sealed.

The king son wounded but in good spirit,

step’s forward and thanked for the visit.

The kingdom saved, my favorite table is free,

coffee with a foaming heart, just for me.