Pottery class
Felling potty Booked a pottery class Creative & messy with a little wine Sliding wet clay all over my fingers While it’s spinning around and around I can’t get you out of my head I miss you I haven’t seen my lover for a week My pots gone all floppy Whilst everyone else in the room seems to have perfectly formed vases Mines bent what a flop How does the tutor make this look so easy His wet hands sliding over his perfect pots as he’s talking to the class my mind wonders off Thinking about...