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Jessika Swarbrick
Poems
May 2016
The Barista
You put down my drink
complete with four straws,
exhaling a nervous ramble
of rehearsed words.
You told me that you
'didn't know what colour
would be my favourite so'
you 'put one in of each.'
I looked down to see
one yellow, one blue,
one pink and one green
dismissing you with a thank you,
but I wish I instead
would of stopped you
and told you for future,
my favourite is yellow.
Recalling a real life event from last Friday.
#love
#coffee
#cute
#sweet
#flirt
#date
#barista
Written by
Jessika Swarbrick
Melbourne, Australia
(Melbourne, Australia)
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