brewed for years
within my taste cortex
the lingering flavor
of conversation in motion
simmering pot gurgles
ideas in each leaf
delectable biscotti dip
crumbs forming journey maps
whistling kettle calls to action
healing pot is shared
lingering napkin stains
mock at the sipping sounds
singeing at puckering lips
rain drizzles like honey drops
the anthem of tea
steams gentle furrows
transporting across borders
lemon ginger healing
infusing each cup
with
cinnamon saltiness of tears
english breakfast crisp of words
savored in spiced friendship
memory bags dipped
in sense and sensory
palpable notes
for a lifetime
preserved
NaPoWriMo 2017
Kashiana 
The mild aroma, the lethargic sipping, light vapours steaming out of a hot cup of tea.
evaporates all the worries of hard day work ahead
Thoroughly enjoyable poem -particularly over a hot cup of morning tea.
Papa
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