Ode to Tea

Oh thee, sweet tea.

I will sip you slow

And long

Thou art the one I seek

In despair

And in muse.

Thou art the calm

To my storm.

I can't live apart

From thee

I love thee the most

Till sweet release of death

Doth us

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