Some cups do not whisper. They flirt. They sit there glowing in the candlelight like they know your shoulders have been up by your earrings since breakfast.
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Close your eyes, Babe... who's speaking the loudest right now? Light the candle. Pour the lemon balm. Pull out the pretty teacup you've been saving for a special occasion. And remember, "You are the special occasion.”
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These days, access to me is earned, not assumed. Not because I'm cold. Because my peace finally made the guest list.
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