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Tuesday 24 February 2015

Indulgence



An assortment of bottles,

A pot of well brewed Chai.

Long stemmed glasses,

And a dainty little tea cup.

Filled to their brims,

And then refilled, again.

They sipped at their addictions

And he drank in her sight.


-Momina.

3 comments:

  1. Oooh!!! I liked the sound of the poem. It reminded me of a movie scene but in there both were drinking the same thing. :D

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