T. E. A.

tea is my language--
do you not read tea?
they dance, they swirl tea ballet, 

they hide, and they retort.....

in tea universe,
after exhausting 

in the gesture of sacrifice, 

their divine essence, 

nectar of translucent jewel of amber, 

all for our consumption

and an appreciated AHHHHH...

before their soul gracefully
depart in the steam
the whirling dervishes...

read tea,
read ppl,
read the world passing by....

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