AromaA Poem by TyThis Coffee Shop. Sites, Scents, And SoundsThis coffee shop Espresso bean hot Thank you for letting me in A fly on the wall since 7 A.M. Fresh ground liquid cocoa bean Or a mug of black gin Deep, seeping within Counter Clockwise as time slides Or what's perceived as time And what expresses us. Get-a-way, A security blanket, A state of stress released Black and white patterning A Chess Board Tunes of horns A head of these headphones drifting amidst an odyssey Oddisee Honestly, Harboring, Thoughts, loud, and bustling Site see the people watch A Hornets nest Avoid apathy Questioning Are they adapting to pain? Is today the same on replay? Am I able relate? I haven't given up Sure I've made the most of it though "Want nothing lesser than a yes because it's suppose to be so" The aroma has grown Not only my nose The interest of my senses is the old grey, white, and black photo It's getting late, This coffee shop. ![]() © 2017 TyFeatured Review
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