Whisk Me Away
Poetry for a café lover, I suppose
You’ll know this café is nearby
by the sound of a lavender wind chime at the corner street
You’ll see the sign swaying on a maple fence
And blossoming petunias on the pavement swaying to greet,
Welcome to my lil world of portrait and art,
with a steaming cup of coffee and the cookies you like
with oranges and lemons and overflowing jam tarts
there’s cupcakes made of cream as soft as cloud
there's music that mellows your mind
and every dream is more than allowed
there's dancing in a corner
there's little vases and half painted pots
daffodils, peonies and a whole bunch of forget-me-nots
Sit in tables of twos and tables of threes
there's a lil garden with pink flowers and orange trees
here for you to come to paint, draw and write
For conversations that fulfill your soul’s appetite
come up to sing on the stage, we’ll cheer
Come tell us the only lines you ever wrote and we’ll hold it dear
Rap, bring your slam poetry you write in secret
come let us know about that person you only once met
It's a joy to be a stranger with strangers you’ll find
cause their eyes reflect your own in the right light
every piece of painting, every note and art is hung in rotation on the walls
There’s room for everyone and, mind you expression never falls,
Every piece of painting has my whole heart
because you’re all more than beautiful and all art is art
I’ll see you again as you walk by the sign although;
“Life, it's a great big boat with holes and we're all in it together” on the door.


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its 2am here and now i want a croissant, thanks to you ᥫ᭡