In Your Embrace

The kettle let out a heated cry.The rising steam accompanied by familiar song settled as the flame died.The jasmine leaves I had gathered, with hands shifting the paradigm,legs changing the pattern of life's direction,my instinctive temple lead by scents through aromatic inspection.All gave way for the succession of a relaxing night,in your embrace.Your taste as potent as the freshly brewed tea.I found serenity in youwhen you opened and receive me.Ricardo Hanley Jr. Photography: Ahmed Ashhaadh