04-27-2025, 02:19 AM
A soirée where revelation stirs restless,
An invitation that can cure the listless.
Would you like some cake while the black tea steeps?
Here I enjoy the party where scrutiny seeps.
The tea is now ready to be served hot,
We wait until the last dreg leaves the teapot.
Now this familiar taste may enter my heart,
Exceedingly smooth but egregiously tart.
As the words of our conversation mix with gentle scour,
We move towards the end of the calling hour.
Before I leave I fill the cups with the last bit of tea,
For the tea at the bottom is the blackest it can be.
An invitation that can cure the listless.
Would you like some cake while the black tea steeps?
Here I enjoy the party where scrutiny seeps.
The tea is now ready to be served hot,
We wait until the last dreg leaves the teapot.
Now this familiar taste may enter my heart,
Exceedingly smooth but egregiously tart.
As the words of our conversation mix with gentle scour,
We move towards the end of the calling hour.
Before I leave I fill the cups with the last bit of tea,
For the tea at the bottom is the blackest it can be.