Waking, Much Later Than Intended

Waking, much later than intended

I see

The pretended,

And rush to make tea.

For my fun

is ended

And we must run.

I to my desk

And she

Home, to her rest.

Delight for a night

Maybe mine,

Again, for a time.

To rhyme

Is free

And tea

Is cheap.

While her smile

Will beguile

For a while