Cinnamon Tea

From behind my third eye

I stir my cinnamon tea

Bitter and cold now

….What day is it?

Frigid it stares out to her warmth

Longing for her to reach back to him

With the colors that stretch out to the brilliance

That breathes life into us everyday

Take me with you

spills out onto the summer sand

Embrace my heart and place it right next to yours

So that it may sprout once again

Reaching out as you do everyday

and so that my tea leaves

Once again breath life into me

and bask in your glory

 

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