A simple bittersweet cup of tea

With a bit sour slices of memory

Two cubes of sugar that feels powdery

Followed by a strong scent of honey

Stirred into perfection

Harnessing the sky reflection

On the chorus of a classic music

A dreamy ball, melodic and rhythmic

A cup of tea for the afternoon

When the sun leaves faster than soon

All thoughts spent to wait on the moon

A cup of tea as a farewell to say

To meet the end of an another day

Brew one more pot if we may

a cup of tea,

Andri Kurniawan