A tongue and cheek ode to coffee

Written while drinking my first cup, from my new coffee machine:

You bold, bold lover, you

Waking me up early for the best part of my day

Rolling over...how can I deny you?

A hot and steamy morning "quicky"

Prying open my sockets with an electric shock of lime green neon force

To view things that aren't even really there

....yet

You see, I'll need to retain these fluffy, sparkling bodies of parading dreams

When I battle the living dead