My Cup of Tea

Jisha Remmi....
A cup of tea is my cup of tea.
Being the apple of my eye,
With the spicy scent of cardamom,
And with the colour of solace,
It drives me to a reverie of respite.

The dripping tea fills to the brim,
The rising smoke swirl around
My tiny tongue, triggering to sip.
It fills my belly a hot-filling one.
Won't miss you for all the tea in China.






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