You were sealed in a box when I first saw you I was hesitant to approach you, since you seem far beyond my reach But the red tea I’m holding don’t excite me anymore So I tried, though I’m uncertain Pouring out the hot water, your scent captivated me I felt your warmth as I held my cup And when I had that one first sip Can’t wait to have another and another So invigorating, so stimulating Moments with you made me alive again I wanted another cup of you But I had to sit back and wait At least I know, your box is now opened
Personification Poetry Collection No. 2 This is how you stop thinking of that someone.