I want to runaway,
so I never play,
because I don't know what to say.
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Delightful to read with its playful tune Your beginning immediately aroused me to wonder what’s happening and why. You kept me in suspense until “he never even see's me, and he never drinks tea.” I was caught up with thinking about you that I misread “me” instead of “tea”. The thought occurred to me that “he never drinks me (with his eyes) .” The last stanza gets me wondering about gold being “wild and untold” as well as “never using a whole scroll”.
For this poem I would like to say it's amazing with perfect flow and meaningful meaning.
Very interesting in your choice of metaphors: drinking tea, a whole scroll, house with a sole.