con creama
Posted: July 29th, 2008, 6:30 pm
We have met for afternoon tea
Emily, Anaïs and me
“Why can’t he see?” I gasp,
choking on a bun
Emily grasps the teapot
to pour for us
Anaïs raises an impossible
eyebrow, “Ah, Cherie!”
Takes my trembling hand so softly,
“Come stay a while in my closet,” Emily
coos.
“Non, my attic!
I myself shall lock you in!”
Anaïs dangles a golden key.
Emily, Anaïs and me
“Why can’t he see?” I gasp,
choking on a bun
Emily grasps the teapot
to pour for us
Anaïs raises an impossible
eyebrow, “Ah, Cherie!”
Takes my trembling hand so softly,
“Come stay a while in my closet,” Emily
coos.
“Non, my attic!
I myself shall lock you in!”
Anaïs dangles a golden key.