I never liked the
smell of tea tree until I
smelt it in her hair
Whenever you feel your mind stress
A simple sip of green tea will do the trick
We came but our children have barely time
for us for they are leading busy lives.
When we were younger we had barely time
for us for we were leading busy lives.
How it passes: like the train that brought us,
winding but with purposeful direction.
How it passes: like steam above tea cups,
a gently rising evaporation.
We had tea with the widow of our son.
Our train returns home early. Life goes on.
Inspired by Japanese director Yasujiro Ozu's 1953 film Tokyo Story. Ozu's simple and gentle style is one of cinema's great treasures, and I hope to one day be able to do it justice in words.
As I write this
I hope you're smiling thinking
**** do I taste good
bitter on my tongue
but now he's
and the love is
all the more sweet
im back after an extended hiatus.
sweet dripping and lush
in my tea and into me
honey in my veins
can I be your morning coffee
right when you wake up
and your warm cup of tea
before you go to sleep
wishing I was the cup against your lips
held right below my hips
can I be the tears running down your cheeks
and the shadow right under your nose
can I be the music you listen to on a rainy day
and the dimple right below your eyes
can I be your breath after walking up the stairs
and your late nights completely unaware
of all the things I want to be to you
can I be yours?