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light transparent, or with a completely dark coating on water, You awake me, with a glowing flavor And my word-play triggers.</i></p><p id="65ba"><b><i>W</i></b><i>ith the last sip, the last kiss in the cup of joy, My wait begins till you come again, my love.</i></p><p id="0687"><i>These lines of thoughts were triggered to swirl by <a href="undefined">Priyanka Srivastava</a>. Thank you, Priyanka, for sharing your words and for prompting me to write these lines.</i></p><div id="eb4f" class="link-block">

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Poetry

Morning Tea

A Spark of Joy

Photo by Devin Avery on Unsplash

In a strange combination of taste and color, My morning melody speaks up. With a new liveliness, A cup of watery smoke rises, In the dawn of darkness, at the beginning of the day.

Red, maroon, light transparent, or with a completely dark coating on water, You awake me, with a glowing flavor And my word-play triggers.

With the last sip, the last kiss in the cup of joy, My wait begins till you come again, my love.

These lines of thoughts were triggered to swirl by Priyanka Srivastava. Thank you, Priyanka, for sharing your words and for prompting me to write these lines.

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