Posted by Regena Rafelson
Friday April 6, 2007 | 2 comments

How do I love tea? Let me count the ways

I love tea to the depth and breadth and height

My taste buds reach: subtle greens; sweet, sweet white;

Or the mellow Oolong, Darjeeling’s grace.

I love tea, to the level of each day’s

Urgent need for a beverage, just right

Senses dazzled, by choices infinite.

I love tea, therefore boredom seldom stays

I love tea with passion, unique, profuse –

As a newly found lover’s mystery

I love tea with a love I seemed to lose

Quickly with Starbucks. Latte as hist’ry

When I grow feeble, I shall never be

Without my true love, a cup of hot tea.