Ceramic Cup
Rayne Blakeman * Track #5 On The Spirit of Youth
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Ceramic Cup Lyrics
Oh, ceramic cup
You are a thing of beauty
What I would do to see
The hands that formed you, once more
Oh, ceramic cup
Never too hot to the touch
I welcome pain and pleasure
On my palms and my tongue
Oh, ceramic cup
If only I could ask you
How did it feel when she brought you to life just from a ball of clay?
Oh, ceramic cup
To clean you is never a burden
So please tell me if you're hurting, and I'll be there
Oh, ceramic cup
Decorated with baltic symbols
Of places, I can't think of, without seeing her, in my mind
Oh, ceramic cup
Enchanted forest green tea
With coconut oat milk cream
You bring so much joy to me
Oh, ceramic cup
I hold you close in my hands
Through time we touch and we dance
I miss you