starbucks homeless lady*

by c h an e l - Virgo

chicago streets looking kinda busy today
but they always bring forth a bussle i like
a lot of people going no where in a hurry
but find time to put down there briefcases
and sip away mornings drowsy aromas
in the little coffee house called starbucks

my eyes get free roaming access
to see the beans being grinded
to hear the poetry recited
though ive never tasted a drip
i know exactly what youre gonna order
i know exactly how much you going to spend

starbucks lady looking kinda pretty today
long golden hair with coffee beans as clips
haha... she looks extravagant as a mural
my god on a early morning.. i pray to her
to fill my starbucks styrofome cup

maybe when the people pass by
theyll think to drop some change 
me a begger homeless nothing
just outside loitering the starbucks place
savoring every smell  that comes out
praying to the lady for a taste

Birth sign: Virgo
Date created: 2001-09-24 08:10:52
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:05
Poem ID: 65104

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