...just one latte...

There's a boy who works at Starbucks
Who is very inspirational.
He is very inspirational
...because of many things.
I come in at 8:11, and he smiles and says, "How are you?"
When he smiles and says, "How are you?"
I could swear my heart grows wings!
So today at 8:11I decided I should meet him
I decided I should meet him in a proper formal way.
So today at 8:11 when he smiled and said "How are you?"
I said "Fine, and my name's Kristin,"
And he softly answered, "Hey."
And I said "My name is Kristin, and thank you for the extra foam…"
And he said his name was Taylor,
which provides the inspiration for this poem:

Taylor the latte boy, Bring me java, bring me joy!
Oh Taylor the latte boy, I love him, I love him, I love him…

So I’d like to get my nerve up to recite my poem musical.
He would like the fact it’s musical because he plays guitar.
So today at 8:11, Taylor told me he was playing in a band down in the village in the basement of a bar.
And he smoothly flipped the lever to prepare my double latte,
But for me he made it triple! (And he didn’t think I knew)
But I saw him flip the lever, and for me he made it triple,
And I knew that triple latte meant that Taylor loved me too!
I said, "What time are you playing? And thank you for the extra skim…"
He said, "Keep the $3.55," because this triple latte was on him.

Taylor the latte boy, Bring me java, bring me joy!
Oh Taylor the latte boy, I love him, I love him, I love him…

I used to be the kind of girl who’d run when love rushed toward her.
But finally a voice whispered, "Love can be yours, If you step up to the counter and order!"

So many years my heart has waited,
Who’d have thought that love could be so caffeinated?

Taylor, the latte boy, I love him, I love him, I love him.
I love him, I love him, I love him.