Coffee Bar Girl

Coffee Bar Girl

Her impish smile draws me closer
and cheek dimples tickle my fancy
Her moonshine eyes glitter
born of sly intentions
on my vulnerable male libido

She pours my decafé
while I watch her legs
through the slit in her frock
till she pirouettes with brew in hand
her smirk sends stars spinning through me
which spark my bonfire
into blazing fullness

She offers to serve me at table
I recede into vaulted church of coffee
My hands quake with desire
She bears bagel in china hands
I offer thanks and silently pray
She says “Enjoy” smooth as bourbon
poured in liquid love