Speaking Poetry

WE GROW GREEDIER

Last time I only wanted a cup of coffee

Sitting at the corner on decent sofa with not so fine table arrangement

In café you mentioned very often

Reading my favorite books

And maybe enjoying my serenity

Then by the times come

Now I can afford my cappuccino

and I have my books at my hand

Yet no one here talking about universe

at the corner of the coffee shop

You mentioned before

And I start wanting more

Maybe a good companion

To talk about findings

the future

And the possibilities