shall i compare thee to a leaf of tea?

when loving you out loud

isn’t enough for us anymore—


i will hide small truths in candlewax

that you can uncover as you douse your space

in fragrant radiance. 

collect them like trinkets, maybe,

so that they feel

suddenly

important to you.


i will carve the soap bump tracks

off the side of the tub.

feel free to linger until you prune,

and remember that

this is what 

leaves

go through to become

tea.


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