Ella Crites - January 20, 2023
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The warm pills of the liquid
run down the sides,
slightly coating the tip of my finger.
The cold air
over the tepid liquid
elicits a small shiver.
The developing aroma
seduces me
towards the cup,
so I take a sip,
willing my tea not to spill.
The heat radiates through me,
warming me from the inside out,
smooth hints of honey tickling my nose.
It calms me down and soothes my throat.
The twangy juice of the lemon
dances on my tongue,
and the slight spice of ginger
makes me love tea even more.
With the bewitching brew I have in my hand
and the lingering taste coating my throat,
I wonder what it would be like
to keep this peace and
forever stay calm.