<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527852" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Kenton Comes to Tea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kenton comes to tea. <br>Dunne serves at table. <br>Kenton knew Hazel </div><div style="margin:10px 0">even as a child. <br>Her late father's friend <br>watches Dunne pour tea </div><div style="margin:10px 0">into his teacup. <br>Your dear father's death <br>was quite sudden he says. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We were in Paris <br>touring when news came <br>Hazel says softly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who was the other? <br>Kenton asks Hazel. <br>Dunne here my maid came. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh I see he says <br>gazing at Dunne's thighs <br>hidden behind cloth. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a good man <br>Kenton says firmly <br>I've known him for years. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dunne wants to refute <br>but remains silent. <br>Her master's abuse </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of her sexually <br>remains in her mind. <br>Hazel looks at Dunne </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she knows the secrets <br>knew her father's deeds. <br>Kenton rattles on. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hazel remembers <br>her months in Paris <br>with Dunne at her side. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Art and galleries. <br>Cafes on corners <br>smoking and drinking. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Talking and laughing. <br>Both of them bathing <br>always together </div><div style="margin:10px 0">touching and feeling <br>kissing and holding <br>in one bed at night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dunne slices the cake <br>pours Hazel's black tea <br>her blue eyes searching. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kenton eats his cake <br>talks between mouthfuls <br>spluttering small crumbs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dunne studies Hazel <br>her eyes undressing <br>her tongue like a snail </div><div style="margin:10px 0">moves slowly between <br>her mistress's thighs <br>her hands embracing </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the smooth naked skin <br>in her memory. <br>Hazel looks away </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the room is so warm. <br>She knows that soft stare <br>sexual and hot </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and she whispering <br>more of that don't stop <br>scratching through the air. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dunne hears her and smiles <br>pours Kenton more tea. <br>He is unaware there's love in the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527852" data-title="Kenton Comes to Tea de Terry Collett" data-description="Kenton comes to tea. Dunne serves at table. Kenton knew Hazel even as a child. Her late father's friend watches Dunne pour tea into his teacup. Your dear father's death was quite sudden he says. We were in Paris touring when news came..."></div> </div> </div>

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