pin-tongued women
schlupp mad café blackly
among arm-inked octa-men
as latte steams from milky mugs
films whitely wet
on frothing lips
and slowly
drips
sensuous
creamy runnels
warm as jazz and melted butter
smooth as a fretless bass
down
a pretty face
such a pretty face
and all over the place
my espresso expression is jettisoned
steamed milk cappuccino grins
and opens up
lets me in
drags me by the hair
of my chin
drowning me in original sin
I schlupp madly
in ecstatic brew
jazz moans like melted butter notes
upon my lips
thrust of hips
then slow
sweet
drips
coffee sighs in quiet corners
the caffeine will keep me up
a little longer
I spy an almond scone
and begin to drool