Under the Chipped Blue Teacup

An unopened letter under a chipped blue teacup

Keeps the afternoon still as dust in the light

I pass by the table, pretending I don't feel it

But the silence keeps calling your name tonight

An unopened letter under a chip blue teacup

Between the chipcane and the edge of the rain

I keep it there like a little held secret

Not brave enough to break the seal

The taper has softened with time and the weather

The corners are yellowed, the ink fading thin

I know what it means to leave something waiting

I know how a heart can live in the in-between

An unopened letter and a rigid blue teacup

Between the chip panes and the edge of the rain

I keep it there like a little held secret

Not brave enough to break the seal again

Maybe one morning I'll lift up the teacup

Maybe I'll read what the distance has said

A for now light is resting, small as a snowfall

A folded goodbye beside my bread

An unopened lever under a chipped blue teacup

Between the chip paint and the edge of the rain

I keep it there like a little held secret

Not brave enough to break the seal again