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Muse |
A ceramic mug, fired with love,
In the North of Wales, Pouring sea foam onto the shores of The Gower, Where I can walk along Llangennith beach at every sip. Its ceramic grit circles its rim, Like the sand between my toes, Exfoliating my lips with every kiss, Softly and with purpose To sit back and relax. Its lilac and blue shades are comforting Rather than cold; A waterfall down its handle that holds my hand, Emanating warmth and calm through its surface, Which caresses my throat as its tea Trickles down into my tummy, Scrumptious and aromatic; My specialty tea, my special tea, My wellness mug. A mug of tea does wonders for the soul.
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AuthorSamantha is a doctoral researcher researching the power of figurative language in advertising, social media, and mobile technology. Copyright © 2022
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