Energy of
hustle and bustle
buzzes from
one table
to the next
Baristas move
like lightning
creating magic
in a mug
Legs swing
and bounce
to rock ‘n’ roll
flowing from
speakers above
Chatter and laughter
drift among
clinking glasses
Crackling flames
of reds and yellows
tango in the fire-pit,
and when he sips,
mustache catches all
prompting my imagination
to a beige caterpillar
resting on his upper lip
My chai,
sweet perfection,
like this moment with him
at the corner shop
in downtown.

Lauren Scott (c)