Behind the Steam

In the morning light, the rhythm flows of a racer's craft, the magic shows

With every pull, a story's weaved

Behind the steam, dreams are conceived

Behind the steam, where the heartbeats play, the dancing hands in the morning sway

The cups are filled, the world takes shape, behind the steam, where moments escape

The hiss of milk, the grind of beans, a melody born in these daily scenes

Art and foam, a latte's crown, behind the steam, no one's feeling down

Behind the steam, where the heartbeats play, the dancing hands in the morning sway

The cups are filled, the world takes shape, behind the steam, where moments escape

Through every brew, a smile is made, a barista's joy, in every cascade