SLOWHAND SENT THIS TO ME, AND I WANTED TO SHARE IT WITH EVERYONE. THANK YOU SLOWHAND


At Tiger's and Fallen's Coffeehouse

True love stands alone
it is the gift with no demands

a fresh coffee it fragrantly
steams in a bowl not a cup
and it is loaded to the brim
over-loaded in fact so her
wide bead of liquid exceeds
the limit
and bulges above the edge

Look Out!

and the lover comes by and
playfully dunks their folded
crepe into my cup

the result?
what a mess!

my breakfast surges over the
edge of the bowl and runs
in a circular splurt
out, all over my table!

well, that is the nourishment
of love

it is a delicious stimulant
full bodied arousing all senses

and it comes in an excess of excess
which cannot be contained
but
shares itself with all of
those around its messy
silly happiness overflowing

but the lover just licks
their juicy treat
laughing they know
there is always plenty more

an endless supply and more
cannot be bottled up
and is offered always on sale
life's greatest bargain
it's free!

will you not join me?
please, sit at my messy table!

don't be ridiculous,
of course you will....

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now, a little background...this poem was posted i think
sometime in early july 07. i had been amazed by the intense
emotions coming from interactions on jsh and the outpouring
of love and affection by so many here. so it is for me that
this somewhat messy outpouring of affection is like a
cup running over and where else to set the scene than the
coffeehouse meet and greet.

it is a little influenced by my experience in French
cafes, but i have seen the little splashes everywhere
around here. so - - to you both - may you
always have wonderful greetings from all of
your friends. and may you see many more loves spill
all around you.

-s1owhand