Her
golden hand’s sandal fingers
And my
Iron hand’s macho fingers
Lift
the cup to clink, say cheers
No
wine, just the helluva tasty tea steams in the cup
Inebriating,
intoxicating more than the intoxicants
Steam
stirs ,tendrils of vapor waft out
emotions
stir to put the cups away
to
lift my lip to her lip to plant the kiss
cup
and cup before, lip and lip after
tangy
,yummy coup d’ etat after the sip!
Hands
explore on a pleasure trip
fiery
passion tosses up the whip
splashing
the dear souls to sky afloat
slicing
the love fruit into servings cool and hot
munching
down the love tasting the love
Tea
times are to stay , holding the minds in sway
Tea
brews up in the pot, love brews in the cup on the spot
Churning
the moods, buoying up the sprit
Cheers
foam ,effervesce, float up in the cup
Tea
times are cheers times for the lip, take the dip!
Cups
meet up, lips shoot up , gleefully eat up
Cup and
cup , lip and lip
Story
stays on moves on
Cupped
tea, lipped cheers
Tipped
minds, Gifted times!
-Mohan Sanjeevan
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