earl grey + euphoria

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Poet Priest of Nothing

Earl Grey

He’s such a Nigel Havers of a tea
His grey is warm and lustrous as a pearl
His scent reminds you you’re nobility
He treats you like a lady not a girl

His breath of bergamot is from an age
Of Georgian fancies, lace and lemon curd
But you and not the tea take centre stage
Earl Grey is quiet - he does not say a word

This titled tea insists that we’re polite
He puts a finger on our longing lips
And as he does he fills us with delight
We taste him taking tiny little sips…

Dreaming of his slender fingertips…

Elizabeth Darcy Jones | Poems for Tea-Lovers


And everybody’s got to live their life, and God knows I’ve got to live mine.

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