Stray Cat Cafe

<p>This is a love story told through poetry. There’s pleasure pain beauty jazz so much more. The poems start out classically and gradually morph into quirky new forms. Fun is definitely allowed.</p><p> </p><p>“On a dreary day too poor for a name<br />He dragged himself down to the little café<br />Flat white and a paper always the same<br />He fumbled for coins and something to say<br />His hand struck silver but his mind no gold<br />The coffee machine frothed a mocking hiss<br />His soft fingers touched the counter so cold<br />And there she was a sunny shining miss…</p>