Latte Poems - Poems about Latte

Here comes Autumn; Clothes of wool fabric, no more cotton. The only pumpkin-spiced latte season, Makes coffee taste good for a reason. Crusty and dry brightly-coloured leaves, Fall off the trees in heaps. As daylight hours reduce, Fruits and vegetables ripen, increasing the farmers’ produce. The spooky time of the year, Halloween, finds children in fear; As they trick-or-treat their candy, Dressing up in costumes...

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The taste of vanilla lingers on my lips, long after we kiss, The flavor of her love, always at the tip of my tongue, The curvature of her shape flows elegantly, Her skin feels smooth and velvety as my hands pour over her, The warm and creamy undertones of her lightly roasted complexion are delightfully beautiful, She's as light hearted...

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though i have not seen her since, i hope that she only flourishes in adulthood for she would be 26 now it was immediately as i was thinking of her that a younger coworker put a card in my hand as i was taking my first break it was from (not so little) julie steinbach for she...

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i was coming from the break room ready to open something sweet when i pass by the room of a smiling kid it was Christmas Day and the kid had tears in her eyes her parents and other family members were Thanking and Praising God around her it was then when i saw here cute, round, plump face that i...

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Coffee latte spin fills of milk and cream storing in hot coffee lap swim Cubes off Ice hot summer day heated rays of sun beaming down rays So brisk so cold sweet the Iced tea Sugar meets greet cold cooling liquid taste ever so sweet yummy 5/4/22 written by James Edward Lee Sr....

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he orders a croissant and a latte peeps buzzing in my ears savour of roasted coffee beans and thick whipped cream he stares at her like ardent flames owing to her 'she is the only woman in the world' he was mesmerized in her skin and scent the only treasure trove of his life he had in a battered leather coffer...

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pumpkin season in the fall My favorite time of the year around halloween and my birthday starting in October ending in December it is pumpkin time every where you go pumpkin latte pumpkin pie and my favorite pumpkin ice cream tweet-speak prompt pumpkin...

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Mental or physical, I'm sick and leaving The mental hospital today. My backbone a twisted rope of despair I do and I don't want to choke On misery, questions and shame. Lasso the Abyss, bind Me In this moment, Now Driving towards a chance where I empty my brain, dreams, vulnerabilities To wisdom, beauty and poet, Professional therapist, Harbor Master of my storm. Thank God there...

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Basking with Latte, lounging and contemplating, I rejoice in the moment, for life, my daughters, family, friends and my charming abode....

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Coffee is called Latte now. The café near the train station in Loule there was a café that sold coffee and tea cakes and sandwiches too. It closed for two-month work was done inside and I was full of foreboding The person who had bought the place had gone to hotel school and had great ideas. It was as I thought,...

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I'm late. I'm late. Late for a date. Sorry I am cappucino minus the foam. Don't think I was out there to roam. Only baristas guess this is my fate....

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Curled up with a book and a chai tea latte All the cares of the day disappear from sight. It's a sinfully good indulgence to end the day And relaxes me as my day becomes night. Perhaps a second cup? Yes, I just might....

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Sitting in the coffee shop I am drawn by your beauty Inspired Touched I sit and stare Get lost in the glare I lose myself I take it all in Losing myself to a dark sin Mystical and dreaming Dark and steaming A man I could sink into A good book Yeah thats what I was thinking....

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I day dream in the coffee shop My cafe latte is ready and hot My mind is thinking about nothing but you wondering if you are thinking about me or not I day dream about your cherry lips My cheeks get stupidly pink My mind is in the thoughts asleep Not fearing to melt or sink I wonder if I will get...

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strong espresso starts the mix diluted with steaming, creamy milk caramel flavor to sweeten fluffy foam on top me, in drink form...

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