Dark, subtle, sweet love, and a hint, oh, a hint,
Like a hint, of something spicy ...
Tea. New tea from old tea.
Black tea, swirled with honey, raw honey, fresh, earthy, virginal.
Spice. Not Old Spice. Sweet clovey spice. Whole, or smashed with mortar and pestle ... pestle...
Rhymes with vessel;
Spice, smashed with pestle, then placed within the vessel.
It starts out hot, within the pot,
Slowly cools, it's ardour quenched ...
But not spent, till drained, every drop ...
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