teacup
i pour the boiling water
into the porcelain cup
the steamy comfortable
scent of tea curls up
around my face
my eyes droop slow
a sleepy sense of worth
and music soft and low
caress my weary body
i sip the fragrant tea
and think about the past
what first drew you to me?
sipping tea from this cup
always makes me remember
the love that you brought
to my lonely november.