i want
to be awake in the chai
to swim hot and
sweet
and kiss cardamom
wander the breadth of deep milky waters,
steep my soul
drown
and come out alive.
worship
aware
of beauty
and how it leads to longing
the one slow exotic sip
brings glory and
ache
for what is not yet.
what has only been imagined
glimpsed
rich
and lovely
and fully sating.
