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Caffe Muse

This is, probably, my most famous poem, though no thanks to me. I wrote this in August of 2004 and, like many of my poems, didn’t do much with it. Sure, I read it at some poetry readings and such, and shared it with friends, and then forgot about it. It didn’t really take off until I read it to my friend Amy Krog, who liked it so much that she asked for a copy, and who then proceeded to share it with every barista she ever met (or so it seemed), and being that she was a traveling, cafe-going sort of girl, she met a lot of baristas.

It’s been quite a few years, now, and I doubt that Amy still shares this with baristas (though I’m sure she still loiters at the cafes). Anyway, none of those baristas ever met me, so I guess it’s a case of the poem being much more famous than its author. It’s a pretty simple little thing, but I like it, anyway, even after all these years.

Your hair-fling bewitchment
beguiles me,
muse of hazelnut latté eyes and
a whipped-cream smile;
your kisses would satisfy
the most ambitious sweet-tooth.
That’s my heart you’re steaming to foam,
my mind you excite with your double-caffeinated flair.
Your siren’s song has me shipwrecked
on a dry-roast wasteland.
I raise my mocha sails and set out
into the foaming cappucino seas;
I’ll be back again
in the java-toothed sunrise.

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