Thoughts Around Tea - Kadhja Bonet

She sipped tea

In a garden of frozen leaves

As she sat on her darkened knees

Underneath the sun

She slept on

Where the hills are in rolling form

Far away from the city norm

Beneath the morning sun

She thought of him everyday

She pictured him everyday

He drinks tea

Called me three times a day

Always in a business way

Living on the run

He had plans

A memory blocked her soul

Didn’t see them often though

'Cause they’re on the run

He thought of her everyday

He pictured her everyday

He met her

Hanging in the sand

He was in his business and

Working over key

She asked him

To visit her farm someday

They could be on her lawn someday

Giving come

They never would meet again

They never would meet again

Compromised, doesn’t have any friends

And they never would meet again