An ode it meant to be sung. Not quite sure it works with this one 🙂

Awakening smooth
Bitter scent
Invigorating rush across palate

Rich dark creamy
Shiny foil wrap
Delicate calming reward

Pop fizz
Cool metal against palm
Nourishing parched souls

Burn sugar rush
Palpitations
Nuisance on splendors path

Refreshing life
Ever changing constant
Gift from gods

 
Bleak dark scary
World without you
Cold and alone