The milk hits the water
with an explosion of hues
and i can't help but notice that
that is how I feel around you
The milk and the tea battled for dominance
and of course the tea won
but the milk still existed within the tea
no matter how much it tried to run
Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
The milk hits the water
with an explosion of hues
and i can't help but notice that
that is how I feel around you
The milk and the tea battled for dominance
and of course the tea won
but the milk still existed within the tea
no matter how much it tried to run
This was inspired by watching a lady pour milk into her tea when I went to get tea with a friend a while ago.
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