There is something soothing about the simplicity of tea
Sweet and spicy sprigs steeped in a searing sea
Twirling, swirling steam drifts swiftly up
As I slowly bring my lips to my cup
So subtle a scent settles into my nose
And with that first sip, seeps into my bones
It smooths out the wrinkles within my soul
My stress melts away, I am once again whole
The spinning of this world seems to cease.
As I submerge my senses, and sigh with relief
Such serums sweep us under their spells
And soak us in their ensorcelled smells
Tantalizing tastes dance upon my tongue
And soft songs of sapor are sung
Now please excuse me while I sink
Into this little drink.
November 24, 2014
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