I am not a man
I am rooibos, earl grey, chai.
I’m a bag of spices and herbs
Sitting in a tub surrounded by ice and wind.
Sharing my insides with others.
The breeze above our human tea,
A chilled request for embrace.
I am not a man
I am rooibos, earl grey, chai.
I’m a bag of spices and herbs
Sitting in a tub surrounded by ice and wind.
Sharing my insides with others.
The breeze above our human tea,
A chilled request for embrace.
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