Love Tea


Love Tea

Is love so fragile
As a cracked tea cup
Would it cause you to throw it away

Perhaps, from that china set
The one you’d use for special visitors
But once or twice a year
Pretty, but never really comfortable to hold
Nor ever did it’s taste satisfy

But is real love so disposable
Can it ever truly be replaced

Like your favourite mug
The one you use all day without washing
Because the tea tastes the best every time

Could the same fate befall it
Should you lose your grip

Or would you glue it back together
And make it look perfect again
But hold on more carefully to this delicate thing
With both hands so it warms you

For no other tea ever tastes as good
Once you’ve found the perfect vessel


©Copyrighted by Colin Ryan (2014)


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