mocha's over a paradise noonA Poem by ShirlenaI hope I would do them proudhopefully she’ll have specs famously above her head hair cut close spirals speckled silver like mine even though our ages differ ends sassy still emanating power to her pen maybe my approach will soften her militant views she already has my full adoration she might stall me …think it’s a fair trade we could order coffee at Panera’s…sharing pragmatisms over scones her wisdom height of brunch if she tells me when it comes to expressions writing emoting whether with key or scribble I am one of her infants… nursed on her abstract I’ll be near faint from knighting of me…provided intercession my kingdom she invited a mutual friend greeting us with “Hey what is the happenings…I say what is the happenings” my friends
we respond in like jawn, “It’s gotta be you my sister so come on in” if I can get them both to share aspirations of ingenuity then it would tempt me to applause with each utterance after the period second soul city mentor as savvy as the first I’d spatula like good eggs
to find how I got through this café merger… nerves intact as most coveted poetesses of Ebony literati lent me company the one with bohemian frock majestic pug nose crowned in organic do wound of double glory underneath her nose a smile broad enough for three asking what in the few minutes before she arrived did she miss we assure now things can start at her presence while inside myself I am gathering wits like falls neon leaves that
I am grasping talent and hands me
the Sonia the Nikki
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