Barista

Lines on her face

She is omnipotent

She is unstoppable

Her hair is fine

Golden brown

She speaks in coffee swirls

Note taking at every turn

Supple in her awareness of the foam

She catalogs her moments

In luscious incantations

Allowing for conversation

Wanting the construct

Evaluating each mystery

Absorbing the poema

Of each drink she pours

Allowing whispers

To enter her mind

Encountering the day

With every ground

Of the perfumed coffee

That she presses and brews

That she serves

With a side

Of emancipation