in my teacup,
doesn’t quite mix
I am all poetry
in the absence of
you, my love.
© SoulReserve 2017
I’m sorry if I offend. But I wanted to post my own under yours. Having the same name (title)
I pour in sugar. My drink stirred to imperfection.
My words of ink lack this content unless derived by compensation.
I pour in sugar lacking enough in thought.
I don’t sugarcoat. I have to stir it into my tea.
I’m not Mr positivity,
I’m a bitter soul in a cold world.
So I bleed my thoughts with poetry
And pour all the sugar I need into my tea.
Thank you for your words and for collaborating them with mine <3