Fleeting

With age, time speeds.

Maybe having an infection distorts and snap-shots frames of perception.

Perched in a Starbuck’s lounge above the shoppers, I nestle with a rare cup of hot chocolate in pure liquid cream.

Yes, I added whipped cream on top, with chocolate sprinkles crunch-melting.

Give me a cinnamon-dusted straw and a pure chocolate spoon to enhance stirring and drinking.

A small cup of refreshing ice water on the side compliments internal warming with hydration.

With life accelerated, its small moments as these that must be captured –

And joy embraced that I’m now in a multi-cultural scene.