She wrinkled her cute americano nose

And gazed at me with dreamy espresso eyes,

I winked at her freshly ground and finely blended,

She flashed me a cappuccino smile to my surprise,

I’m a charming Irish coffee in high spirits 

Her skin was like a cafe latte and silky smooth,

I may only be a dark and mysterious hot shot

But I’m full of beans and ready to make my move,

She has got me all frothed up and on a caffeine high

I need a frappe to cool me down as I touch the sky,

You may mocha me – but I just can’t wait

To rendezvous once more with my coffee mate