Poetry, like a cup of tea

Location

20910
United States
39° 0' 14.94" N, 77° 2' 21.03" W

An inside of a rose,
So fragile and smooth.
My thoughts are enclosed,
but down on paper it soothes.

An escape from reality,
a bandage over my wounds.
With a fresh hot cup of tea,
the herbs tingling like diamonds.

The lingering taste of a moment,
the bittersweet cuts of the past.
My poems built like a monument,
asking for every word to last.

The feeling of pain and rapture,
I will record and engrave.
My emotions fully captured,
on the paper I will save.

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