Awakened by the coldness of the night,
I sought solace in my porcelain mug
Filled with vanilla chai.
Steam rises
And warms my hands.
Three sips
And warms my soul.
Liquid comfort in a cup.
Alone,
But the warmth of vanilla chai
Surrounds me with loving arms.
Sweet, soft taste of vanilla
A reminder to be kind.
Spicy taste of ginger and cinnamon
A reminder that I'm sultry.
Smooth, creamy consistency
The essence of smooth jazz.
Sounds of a saxophone and piano playing in my mind
Transports me to an upscale New York jazz lounge.
Inspired,
I sing a tune I've never heard before.
Feels natural,
Alluring,
Magical.
No longer cold and lonely
I'm filled with gratitude.
Had it not been for vanilla chai,
I would have not found the song in my heart,
The courage to face the night,
The beauty in myself.
Renewed,
I am not shaken by the coldness of the night.
© 2019 Goddess Clo
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