I had intended to pour you a cup of tea. <br />With silent lips. <br />But the dawn arises, <br />And it provides my lift! <br />Not that one... <br />If you suspect, <br />I awaken thinking of sex. <br />Put those thoughts to rest. <br /> <br />Yes, <br />In the quietness of chirping... <br />From the morning birds! <br />I had intended to pour you a cup of tea. <br />With silent lips. <br />As we start this day, <br />Feeling ambitious... <br />With all BS left, <br />To a yesterday lived! <br /> <br />But it appears I've been addicted, <br />To conversate the past. <br />As it attaches itself, <br />Like dew on grass. <br />And celebrating it with a quickness, <br />While sipping and dismissing what is delicious. <br />It appears I have a preference, <br />To discuss my indifferences. <br /> <br />I had intended to pour you a cup of tea. <br />Seriously... <br />With silent lips. <br />Can you find yourself forgiving me? <br />Knowing we both enjoy the same habits. <br />Afflicted by rumors and gossip! <br />And the sharing of it, <br />To satisfy lives we live.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/with-silent-lips/
