Comfort-satisfaction steam-feathers my mind;
my mug has this aura, a soul -
a presence that, when I see this crafted, ergonomic beauty,
I enjoy pre-consumptive, pre-experiential, pre-appreciative mind-flutters,
I feel the blood-tingle, the brain sparkle,
the caffeine induced dull-relief sharpened clarity.
My mug. I feel you. I would love you.
Had I not shattered you upon my floor.