Bittersweet Tea

The world is found in my bittersweet tea.

 

I've fallen in love with my bittersweet tea.

It doesn't make me fly.

It doesn't make me die.

It just let's me... be.

 

There is just something to my bittersweet tea.

The bad memories are treated.

The good memories are sweetened.

This tea is better than any coffee.

 

When I'm sad with my bittersweet tea,

The dam of tears become dry,

But it doesn't make my cry.

It's the stable 'ship' when I'm 'at sea'.

 

When I'm happy with my bittersweet tea.

I can only feel the petals of roses

But I never forget the ones not chosen.

 

I've fallen in love with my bittersweet tea.

Because it doesn't just give me a new view.

It reminds me of everything that is you.

Maybe with this tea I'll finally be free.

 

Vous sont ma aigre-doux thé.

(You are my bittersweet tea.)

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