Creme Earl Grey
It is fragrant in here,
behind the diamond-shaped
glass, under the white tin
cover, spiraled to finality
(at least for now). Black leaves
nestle curls into curls,
brush against lavender
and pearlescent petals, suspended
until a hand brings water
and vanilla-hungry air.
— L.L. Barkat, from Top 10 Best Tea Poems at Tweetspeak Poetry
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