LITTLE MISS CARAMEL MACHIATTO

Little Miss Caramel Machiatto

Written by: Pamela Nicole Mejia | March 18, 2012

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Red Velvet Couches, Soothing Jazz & Yellow Light

To drink, to eat, to read, to write

A place you can call temporarily your own

And in this small round table, I am alone

Staring at the empty chair right across me

Wondering who you might be

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Donut and Tea for the guy in blue and glasses

So cute you’d want to give your number and address

The old couple beside me shares a slice of cheesecake

Then  you wonder when did true love become so fake?

Endless questions in every sip of this cappuccino

Imagining this fantasy world that only I know

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The ambiance reminds me of this familiar place

The arms of someone and his warm embrace

These days, I come here with that yearning

For something sweeter than a Frapuccino serving

He may just be like the additional whip cream

Sipping through the reality of a dream

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So many lips have kissed this cup

But no one to, in this coffee shop

I try to fight it, but the rain started to pour

Still not knowing you but missing you even more

But I still smiled and held on to my faith

Someday, that chair across comes with a permanent date.

*Fin*

POEM INSPIRATION: Last week, I’ve been spending a lot of time in different coffee shops to meet my requirements. I love how productive I can get when I stay there. And whenever I take a break from the work I’m doing, I observe the people around. I got inspired to write this poem while eating Unlimited Cake and drinking Unlimited Coffee in CCA. What’s your coffee shop story?

Kisses, Pamela (Mejia) from Manila