Watching you glide and dance through the water,
Cloud of essence in your wake.
Synchronised swimmer on a tag,
Staring into space for the two and a half minutes I wait.
Tea cushion you calm me,
Life saver at 6pm.
Ending of bad days,
Solidifying peace in my porcelain.
Chase bubbles with my teaspoon,
Doesn’t that mean that I’m rich?
Thoughts dissipate into my eyelids,
No sugar to hide the bitterness.
No comments:
Post a Comment