Breakfast Tea
The fog thickens
streching up and over
the edge of my mug
leaning on the windowsill
draped in wool
waking slowly
A deep breath
to rid the morning frost
From my chest mixing
with mint green
and honey
so sweet
remembering your eyes on me
lifts the fog
Copyright © I.Spit.Ink Saruhrosen | Year Posted 2017
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