Favilla Mayhearth

October 12

Cup of Tea

Little cup of tea,
What will you tell me of today?
Who drank of you last evening?
and who'll take care of
Patterns in disguise,
Leaves in your essence,
You hide when serving coffee.

A bit of light splashes your face,
The liquid moves -
The light does not.
Tables rattle
Light lays still.
Oh, little cup of tea,
What story have you got left unsaid for me?
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