It's days like these, when the sky is all grinchy and sewn with purplish clouds, that make me wanna wrap You up against my ribcage.
But not just any kind of 'wrap' -
the sort of hand embrace around a hot, giant cup of jasmin tea.
Entire palms needed.
And you dip your nose into the powdered steam -
& the jasmin grabs your cheeks and
caresses them like a long lost lover...