The kettle catcalls me from across the room,
liquid love cradled in its hollow stomach.
Poured into a mug,
it is joined by a tasty tea-leaved companion.
Together they smile,
content in the morning.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
The kettle catcalls me from across the room,
liquid love cradled in its hollow stomach.
Poured into a mug,
it is joined by a tasty tea-leaved companion.
Together they smile,
content in the morning.