[Intro]
Steam and clatter, a café morning scene.
[Verse]
I dream of operas born from the rush and roar,
Notes on napkins flutter as the steam roars more.
A regular’s flirty glance tilts my tempo astray,
Latte spills silver, a comic pause in play.
[Chorus]
"We should try this again, sans foam!"
Let the steam compose our morning home,
Dreams rehearse in cups we fill and roam.
[Verse]
Crema spins a bright arpeggio on the cup,
Your wink keeps time as if you lift me up.
We’ll rehearse a grand aria, one sip at a time,
While steam and heart improvise a perfect rhyme.
[Chorus]
"We should try this again, sans foam!"
Let the steam compose our morning home,
Dreams rehearse in cups we fill and roam.
[Outro]
Encore in the foam, until the next rush.
