Aphrodite of Coffee

Aphrodite of Coffee  
   
Statuesque Aphrodite  
Awash in sunbeams  
Stands a hand’s breadth from my face  
Bearing brew made of coffee beans  
Her lips a cherry blossom in spring  
   
I gaze into her eyes like a thirsty supplicant  
At the altar of the Goddess  
My gratitude expressed with deep resonance  
Her “My pleasure” echoes in my heart chambers  
As a warm sunray penetrates the cotton  
Aimed by Helios  
At the delta of her purple shorts    
   
She pivots like a ballerina  
Mere inches from my beseeching eyes  
With her derriere posed    
Like an Elgin marble  
Sculpted to grace the Parthenon    
For my antiquarian gaze    
   
And she descends the patio stairs  
Like Daphne under my Apollonian gaze  
Until her form melts through the door  
And the eddies of her womanhood  
Sing in my soul