I won’t take tea with you

beautiful tormentor, love of eternity
thousand daggers piercing sanity
evening masses, streets and passes
unnoticed in this deep trance,
can not steal a mole, let alone your soul
certainly unfit for romance
I won’t take tea with you
coffee is another matter, perhaps later,
unable to refuse your charm
association deep harm
will die in a ditch, as an overdosed snitch
and blame squarely lies on you

Walk

Walk across meadow
Not even my shadow
Would like to accompany
I and my sins only
Lonely

Why a raven is like a writing desk?

It creaks, It has legs, It is black,
It eats paper, creates litter, lots of slack
frustrates you if you are a sitter
It is very very bitter
It can knock you out
lets you walk about
It is curious to the hilt
Has a very strong built
And it doesn’t wear a kilt
It is not made of plastic
Its finish is fantastic
as I make things up
drinking tea in a cup
with my friend mad hatter
whose question is the matter
he seems quite pleased
riddle’s answer finally released
Raven suddenly flies far
contemplation left ajar

Tea for two

your body smells daisies
mid summer evening arrives
cool breeze missive muses
heart refuses, to survive
hand in hand stroll
streets of future at night
away at a distance
a tea house, blinking lights
teas arranged in perfect order
two cups to taste a few
each flavour exquisite
feeling happier and anew
a kiss is certainly in order

Piazza and pizza

Chocolates, pastries, cake

Tea, coffee and food

Ristorante Melo calling

Prices are a loot

Hawkers hoot and hoot

Come and taste Rome inside