Let me be that brittle, fragile, earthenware
Hold me by the hand and bring me anywhere
Let's enjoy the view above the terrace or attic
You can call me "clay" but I'd prefer "ceramic".
I will keep you warm in your cold mornings
Complete your breakfast if you don't feel like eating
I might come in too hot, careful not to get burned
Press your lips on the lid but don't look too concerned.
Place me gently on the table before you read a book
Drink on me slowly between the gobbledygook
You can stir my soul while you stir your mind
I'll run out of heat and you'll run out of time.
You can color me silly with a shot of espresso
Or water me down barely to make americano
I can be anything inside your bag of beans
Take me as I am or enrich me with some cream.
I won't mind turning sweet or tasting bitter
You can pour one cup or the whole **** liter
Lather me with soap when you're done partaking
Put me down the shelf or just leave me hanging.