[Mama's tea]

[2019-06-27] @ [4:38 p.m.]

Mama
Your love is a cup,
hot tea running down
inside of my chest.
Warmth
restores my heart, my soul.
The sweetest honey,
brings me comfort and peace.
The taste, fields of flowers
as far as the eyes can see.
Gone, but still beside me.
Reminders of you
in every cup.

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~ silverluna

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