poem: inspired by a hot cup of tea

where is that place
the one of comfort

    is it in that moment
    freezing hands grasping hot ceramic
    begging for warmth
    the pleasant before the pain

    before hands jerk away
    hot water spills
    rags mopping away

    but in that moment
    that place
    i want to be

*photograph is mine, shot on Canon EOS 50D