Soulmateship was real,
until Starbucks killed it,
buried it and flatten the grave of it.
Not too big, not too small,
Sweet and bitter, I want it all!
More whipped cream please, more
because I deserve it all!
Not too cold, not too hot,
Give me all the syrups you’ve got!
salted caramel or mango dragonfruit, both brewed
Milk not steamed? Don’t be rude!
Filtered, topped, rich and full-bodied,
my taste is unique and not copied!
Black plain coffee? That’s soo boring,
I need different colors every morning!
Friendship, companionship
Starbucks killed all, bit by bit.
Made us believe
that we can order perfection
quickly and for a small price
without putting any effort into it.
Soulmateship,
something you don’t „just“ find,
it requires kindness, patience, tending and time.
Something that doesn’t come at you,
but from you..