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Aug 2020
Sip me slowly like a cup of tea
Although the heat may burn your lips a bit
Or send a shock to seeking fingertips
Persist.

Let splashes of me spill across the brim
Leaving stains on worn kitchen counters
Or table clothes caught innocent bystanders
Do not mind.

Take me gently like a cup of tea
Pass breathes across my rippling surface
I’ll feel your every meaning only wordless
Be quick.

I am just nervous.

Yawning cup I am who cannot tell
If I am me or I am steam that blows
Or if I am half empty or half full
Or why you wait.

Or whether it’s because I am not herbal
And caffeine late at night won’t let you sleep
If so then gulp me back stay up with me
Drink me down.

Or did you fix me up just out of habit
Of loneliness just brewing to keep busy
Well I am just a lonely cup of tea
So sip me slowly.
B Emess
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