A shop of me

A shop
of mine
will obviously
be selling
me

the wares it keeps
may be anything
from coffee beans
to leave of tea

they may have
their flavour
which people flock to buy
but the shop
will have the flavour of me

it’s not
the transaction
neither the sale
that binds
the buyer
and me

it’s
what we create
in the confluence
filled with
the essence
of me

so it’s not
the wares I sell
I essentially
sit on the counter
an sell
me

Published by Echoes of the soul

I am a dreamer I weave tales in my mind I am connected to you through these words And through this screen across the virtual world

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