Hot Tea
I want to be his hot tea
Never let him start to drown
Or the smell of the ocean
the one thing that calms him down
Be the peace he seems to seek
Raise goosebumps along his skin
I Smile ,his dreams will come true.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2020
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