Postcard 28

Tea brings out the glutton in me
Many have witness this side effect of
My decades long love affair with
English Breakfast, though I
Dallied for some time with an
Earl named Grey. I like to let it
Steep so dark it stains my
Bones as well as teeth. All
Friendships of note began with
Me shuffling through boxes of
Different varietals and caffeine levels
Waiting to create
Offerings of love in liquid form
Sometimes we poured the water
Over leaves and shared a pot, while
Other times we held our own bags
Sugar and milk could be taken or
Left, but not the boiling infusion
That defined our allegiances to
Flavor and to one another. So
Even after all this time, I taste
Memories in every cup