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Tea

Happiness,

Warmth


The perfect drink

On a rainy day.


Comfort, 

Pleasure.


The drink they sip

As conversation is made,

As friendship is started.


Peaceful serenity,

New beginnings.


As the sunset of the day slowly sinks into the shadows of twilight

I rest my head against his chest and listen

Listen to the slow rhythm of his heartbeat.


Silence, 

Grace.


His chest slowly rises and then falls again with each breath he takes

I look at him and I know,

He is the warmth and the comfort I need.


My cup of tea.

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Charmaine Chircop February 6, 2015 at 5:55 AM lovely twist in the end.I love tea too..English tea my favourite,infact I ve written a poem about it in the past.Welcome to ps