Was a mere traveler
Walking down the roads
Until stopped for chai
Weirdly, browns were smoking hot
With a touch of craving taste
A fusion of herbal scent in air
Until this time,
I stumbled somewhere North
Wherever the roads could take me
To somewhere marvelous, greeted me
In thy black curtain of my fairyland
Walking on thin sheet of whites
Until I could see myself
On an icebreaker
Is that even possible?
In a potion’ of my dreams.
-Kikibee wants that potion’
In response to MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie photo challenge.