a poem about a pie

just some really random poem I wrote about my strawberry-chocolate pie in a cafe waiting for my love to arrive

just sitting here by my coffee

and my strawberry pie

while waiting for my love

whom I wonder—will arrive?

chocolate is so sweet

it makes me wonder

about the deepest pleasures of life

a life of books, flowers and honey

I can smell the sweetness

oh, it is so good

of the coffee grains in my cup

and the strawberries

on my chocolate pie

(the original poem)