a cup of earl grey

strong simmering heat

steamy scent

dark temptation

deep breaths and

longing eyes

fill my insides

with yearning

for a taste

too hasty to wait

hands move

fine chine meeting

thirsty lips

the tea tilts

as i take a sip

the last drip drops down

tastebuds on fire

scorching exhilaration

racing through my veins

a bittersweet experience

a momentary thrill

ending in nothing but

frayed nerves and

a burnt tongue

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