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~Street Side Cafe~
Oh how do I love
the street
side cafe
cool Saturday afternoons
the feeling
of sunlight
warming the skin
the cool breeze
that has wrapped itself
and molded
its shape
conquering
every crevice
to emerge
effortless
and uncomplicated
cooling my skin
The cold ale
that seems to
flow
ever so easily
down my throat
at first
quenching my thirst
then serving me
with the intoxication
and juvenescence
of stories
yet untold
suddenly
i have
a hunger
the waitress
she wanders by
asking
"Is there anything you desire"
she
hands forth
a menu
all filled with
the delectable
flavors
both old
and new
with aromas
so penetrating
to my sinuses
every bite
so palatable
an awakening
of senses
as the flavors
arouse my tongue
with gentle
mixtures
of the sweet
and savory
the morsels of meat
from when I was young
with our bellies filled
we
strike into
good conversation
we pass a smoke
remembering
the triumph
and the woes
we shared
in our youth
the histories
not all the same
bestowing
the unique
experience
our thoughts
intermingling
as lonely troubadours
play across the way
strumming
and strumming
wonderful songs
their words
seem to float
ever so gently
from the intellect
riding the current
gliding across
the breeze
serving up
inspiration
sweeping me
to a new place
where the world
is my muse
for a second
I am taken
for
a second
I am lost
for a second
I am found
and in this instance
I
no longer
hunger
I am
satisfied
oh how I love
the Street Side Cafe