This is the Place That I Love.
Hush.
Listen to the verve of the birds,
as a slim waitress serves hors douvres,
and the Cervia observes.
Quiet.
Watch the arches curve
to surf on the macchiato waves.
Silence.
Look down at your drink.
Imagine the world in a coffee cup.
Take a spoon;
build continents out of frothy milk
and watch the bitter brown liquid
become boiling oceans.
Shh.
Drink it all up.
Take it all in.
This is the place that I love.


