A Spot of Tea by Joy | Jan 9, 2015 | Poetry, Senses, Things of a Tactile Nature | 0 comments Sprays and whistles build a lemony elixir, steam unfurls to heal. Mending passages, heat flows down, raising spirits, sugar-coating sick. Related Posts:The Cure-AllTOUCHTGIF…Recap: Week of 5/17CatharsisGot Bananas?Friday Night’s Alright for Writing (#3) –… Submit a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.