luni, aprilie 27

Five o'clock tea

Do you know how do I see the two of us ? I'm sure you'll find it strange...

We are like a tea kettle. First, it's all so meaningless, calm. Then somebody decides to put in on fire. We start to boil... it's nice in the beginning, warm, cozy... then... 100 degres. She takes it and wonders what to do after... does she have time to use that boilt water or is she in a hurry and has to go? After some seconds, maybe even one or two minutes, she suddenly takes the tea kettle and puts the boilt water over the lime tree blossom and waits. Should she also add some sugar ? Hard to say...

In a couple of minutes the water gains color and it's ready to be drunk.

But... the time is up... the little cooking game is stopped by the clock in the wall that tells the woman she's late, she has to leave and let the tea untouched...

I think I'm both the woman and the tea kettle and you... you, my dear... you're that boilt, maybe colored, maybe sugared... water.


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anomiS

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