Ah, we meet again,
My frothy companion.
As I slide my 5 and change
across the counter,
the barista and I exchange
currencies.
My warm smile catches me by surprise each day,
A luxurious pleasure,
In the simplest way.
Floral in fashion and
bitter in taste,
With milky-white foam and
Silky amber waves.
Two complements dancing in an infinite soirée.
Here’s to you Java,
My great escape.
Until we meet again,
Say, tomorrow, friend?




















