With the chilling humidity,
holding in my hands a warm mug.
Smoke rising from the chocolate coloured
beverage, I held the mug close to my nose and
inhaled.
A scent of comforting rich passion, drove the
iced air away.
Pressing my lips against the steaming
ceramic, I tasted a tint of chocolate in the beginning.
As the taste rosed, it was milk tea.
I looked down at the ceramic mug,
and smiled to myself.
The first impression changed.
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