As Bittersweet As Tea
She is as bittersweet as tea,
She is as different from me as she can be.
She is as far as anyone, other than me, can see.
She has always been as bittersweet as tea,
She has always been as much tolerated by me.
She has always been as eloquent, as I see a cup of tea.
She is as bittersweet as tea,
She is as similar to me as she seems to be.
She is as tempered as a silent cup of tea.
She was often as bittersweet as tea,
She was as dislikable as my taste for tea can be.
She was as much as I craved, lost, waiting to be saved.
She is as bittersweet as tea,
She is as what I need her to be.
She is as accompanying as a cup of tea can be.
She will always be as bittersweet as tea,
She will always be someone whom with I can agree.
She will always be one of many who sets me free.
Copyright © Marissa Faries | Year Posted 2019
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