that weak
tea that you
pour and
hand to me
on this
cold day
is not what
i want, or
need.
something
stronger would
be in order.
something
that hits
bottom and
warms
the soul.
saves me
in this deep
ice and snow.
pour me
that drink.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
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