I am your mug

Tea you pour
I make it my shape
Water you drink
Easy to take

I am your mug
I am your mate

Stirring in me
You fate your coffee
Heavy with cream
Tasty and sloppy

I am your mug
I am your trophy

Sitting on my floor
I wait you for
To take me away
And head my loge

I am your mug
I am your forge

Published by unnati

a lover of poetries and proses! ;)

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