sweet morning tea
mug on the counter mug in my hand
the thin golden sheer dances from the window
Someone remind me..
the meaning of struggle?
I start a tune
lazy heart beats
and I sip to the beat
I’ve been taught.
find home on my skin! spiral into my nostrils!
Is my mind muzzy with your scent?
I suck on the leaves
smack my lips.
And bask in the comfort of this simple serenity.