Poetry - Green Tea Talk
The rain patters quietly on the grass. Each drop from above is a sensitive kiss - what I focus on as I listen to you say that you no longer love me. Distorted focus helps the heart mend faster; of course it should hurt deeper - a realization that I am alive. I am still able to change, as are you. So you pack your things yet leave your books and exit my place, my eyes still focused on the extremely green grass. Too late to accept my wrongs, decided quickly over green tea sipped carefully one day with no conversation. Viridian Tea Company - Strange and Unusual Tea Blends! Click HERE for the Etsy store link!