More Tea Or Me

MORE TEA AND MORE OF ME Yes, the lady took me in from the cold Then gave me something warm to hold She was sustenance for my belly and soul As the fireplace begged for a bit more coal Outside it was frigid but not inside She asked “coffee or tea” but I couldn’t decide Okay, I replied I’ll have tea with sugar and cream As I lay back hoping this wasn’t just a dream I appreciated her letting me in and for her tea But I wanted her to want a lot more of me I just wanted a touch, a touch here and there As I slid my ready and sweaty body near I put my hand on her knee and she slapped my face Well what the f**k happened to a comforting embrace So to the kitchen I slicked for a knife while she was crying Since my family was in business and their motto was “always leave ‘em dying” © 2011.….~free cee!~