tea & timbre

Rianne,

Deep gratitude my friend. Love that this felt like a Spanish gypsy poem to you. Indeed it was inspired by my trip long ago to the Alhambra in Granada Spain. That place was my muse. Very glad you enjoyed and could see the region through my words.

John

An entwining spin of haikus .. of love in the settings of a seductive indigoish night n winky starry skies.. i love the arabesque twining in intimacy .. n the more peaking sensual timbre tone in love.. am delighted amazed yet wondering the start  of this epic love poem .. in the use of “Tea” .. for me it symbolizes spirituality n a ritualistic love .. a fluorescing fuelling realm .. of sunning yellows to a soulful feeding night .. dunn know how you woven this.. for me tea is pure love , nothing more nothing less!! Ahh thanks much for this dear Poet .. write on John  xx  

Uma, the barista bearers of the tea were my muses here. The steam from the brew makes me quiver in the delight of feminine seduction. Each smile, each lilt from the lovely angels of the tea send the most delicious tremors of passion's essence from their lipstick smile. I am moved and given a rebirth through the kindness of the women who take pleasure in my joy when the tea steeps. They are the oneness of the universe in which I wade. Thank you so much for bestowing your words upon my verse.

John xo