Taylor, the Latte Boy

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 8:11, I 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 the 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 (ah, ah)

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"

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 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 (ha)