She sits and sips her tea with me
The sharing of pleasure so easily
Secrets whispered through honeyed lips
Sweetness coating our fingertips

Slowly sipping the morning away
We wish that time would stop and stay
She draws me near and tells me twice
Mornings with you, such warm entice

She likes her women like she likes her tea
Warm and sweet, and brown like me
Our days begin and end the same
Her heart near mine, two cups to claim