Coffee Goddess

There she stood, lightly and in control
Long blond curly fluffy hair fell on her shoulders
She was a marvelously enchanting coffee goddess,
A daring barista, audacious and charming
Her fingers were adorned with silverware made rings
Century old spoons and forks all were bent in spirals
As she handled an orange treasure box
That contained freshly grained coffee beans
These flashed the morning light in my eyes
I saw in her firm gaze knowledge
It gave off a solid sweet that gave confidence
When she finally opened it she smiled
And an exuberant aroma took us
One that behaved whimsically,
Initiating an arousing sensory caress
So ludicrous that made both of us laugh together,
She turned at me and said:
I love coffee, who doesn`t?
I love its marvelous scent
I think that by unintentionally mixing sweat
With my passion for the bean
It impregnates on me gently
So when I walk I spread it all over
Instilling a subliminal sensory celebration
Causing people to fall into a coffee infatuation
With that said, I knew I had found my Goddess
My coffee Goddess
My kind of Coffee Goddess.

Cesar Moran - Cahusac
Cusco, May 2016

My collections of poetry on Amazon:

Audacity Is Paradise (2016)

She Said No To The Wind  (2015)