Vanilla Latte

In a cozy café, where stories take flight,

A drink of delight, in soft morning light,

There sits a vanilla latte, warm and inviting,

A brew of comfort, in a cup so delighting.

Steamed milk swirls with a whisper of cream,

As fragrant vanilla weaves through the dream,

Espresso's embrace, a bold, rich affair,

Dancing with sweetness, a flavor so rare.

A sprinkle of cinnamon, a dash of delight,

On the canvas of foam, a fleeting sight,

With each sip, the world begins to recede,

As the vanilla latte fulfills every need.

In the quiet moments, lost in its grace,

I find solace and warmth in this sacred space,

A sip of serenity, a moment's escape,

A vanilla latte, my worries reshape.

So, raise your cup to this brew divine,

With its creamy allure and a taste so fine,

In the realm of coffee, it truly stands tall,

The vanilla latte, a love story for all.