How to enjoy a hot drink

Hellozie, my blogger people, as you know I am moving my posts from my branch blogs into one space. Here is one from my coffee blog...

The steam rises while the cold air settles at the bottom,

A lesson from school

Flits through my head, as I wait for my tea to cool down

To a temperature that won’t scald my tongue

Or burn my lips.

I stare into the cup and observe the dark yet transparent liquid.

It looks suspicious yet I can see the bottom of it.

I bend forward and catch the scent,

Rose

…I felt like a flower this evening.

A deep color, hanging onto the stem

Out of sheer will, despite the fact that it is in full bloom and ready to go out into the world;

Go out into a wedding bouquet or a sorry card or even a proposal bunch, a death for the flower either way it ends up.

I pause, lift the cup to my lips and feel the heat,

My lips tense up, trying to anticipate the heat;

As the space between my puckered lips blows out a gentle breeze,

In an attempt to cool the tea.

Impatience begins to seep in as my thoughts run dry,

I lift the cup with a new resolve,

Harden my lips and try to ignore the heat.

I can no longer feel the steam entering my nostrils.

I hesitate for a moment,

My mind is blank,

Almost lost for words;

I take a sip.

A steaming cup of calm