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 told him "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
Ooh, 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
And 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

Taylor, the latte boy
Bring me java, bring me joy
Ooh, 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