Sunday, October 7, 2012

teatime

i drank 8 cups of tea today my love
8 cups closer to our arrival in the door
this place is freezing with no heat
suppose this will not be our first
our blanket surrounds us

i realize how often i've used us instead of i
as if your in this moment
8 cups of sleepy time tea my love
ease these thoughts

i would vow in the bedsheets
in this moment
no more timeframes or conventions
we never followed those anyways

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