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Jun 2013
The faint vapour going up
with no destination
followed by the exotic smell,
may I say
then it clues a touch of sweetness

As you tilt the cup
it gulps down through your throat
like a gentle waterfall

As it ends its journey
you catch a warm feeling
in your chest
then a small perk of a smile
grows on your face

How wonderful

(c.r)
I love tea ok
Catherine
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Catherine  UK
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