Tea? Coffee? Cigarettes?

Brittle, prattle little china,
Sitting shiny in a huff,
It is tea and sugary,
Sip my dear and answer,
Is the world entire in a cup?

Brown almond eyes, red lips
Rose petals, dove white snow
Quick as lightning, silver tongue
Simple woman, mother of pearl
One kiss, summer in dreams.

Faces long, tired and anguished
Nobody knows where they go
As time slips and it ebbs
Deeper within as the blood flows
Like always, sheer silence in pretense.

Bread sticks, and tomato soup
Bit of butter to make it better
Always warm, always fulll
A strangers hand though be sour
But love's touch be ne'er wrong.