A Time In Cafe Poem by Mark Trajano

Doors open to a new paradigm
of fragrant ground beans and soulful songs
greatly valued by most all the time
in the place where all that’s fine belongs.

Amidst all the clinks and whispers in this cosy space,
the sense of belongingness compensates them in gift:
rich choc’late cake, cool fruit shake, fresh coffee and tea’s grace,
music adds restful touch for negative vibes to shift.

Colors and lights voice out delight
matching a great deal with ev’rything-
setting tones with delicate might,
they send everybody dreaming.

Leaving all these for new start
people see in perspective-
cars still pass by in their part-
all’s perfectly subjective.