Barista of Beauty,
So much more than the mere
Supply of espresso delight.
She is rather a boundless piece of art,
Of which one glance transfers me
To the realm of the Divine Latte,
Whose aroma of invigorating steam
Seduces me into a serene dream of caffeine.
The most stimulating part of the day,
Such a pity it is to leave
Our gaze of sweet café au lait.
Though I take solace in my gift of
Her delicate toasty fragrance,
Frothy on my yearning mocha lips.
Each sip a vestige of our Beautiful Blend,
Comforts me while I wait to see Her again.
Cosmic Latte 