Good Vibes prescribes 'Be You. Change the world.'
I scribe Confessions on a Cafe Floor.
More than meets the eye.
Scorpio can prophesize while I seek epiphanies and philosophize.
Spy what lies beneath.
She greets me and we debrief.
Solve the world's problems one espresso at a time.
Shovelling mulch we're West End's Sass and Bide.
Nothing to hide behind the steam. Full cream.
Skinny latte not for me.
We're...whispering radicals. Not fanatical.
Sipping on San Pellegrino.
Guerilla gardening not a novelty.
'Cause on her streets a Passionfruit tree.
We pick the fruit and taste the juice.
And we two queens none the wise rise to meet
Each other's eyes.
Find where her heart resides.
It's love in every cup. A kiss in a cake.
Our passion's at stake.
As we hold down the fort- Rosie's in our court.
And from our roots shoots a sturdy oak.
No need for a bloke.
We're two women strong.
Behind the machine's where we belong.
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