In the golden glow of morning’s light, A cup of chai, a pure delight. Cinnamon whispers, cardamom dreams, A symphony…
In the quiet dawn, a gentle brew, Awakening senses, a warm embrace, Chai whispers secrets in the morning hue, A…
In the gentle dance of steam, secrets unfold, A symphony of spices, a story retold. Golden hues mingle with whispers…
In the quiet of morning’s gentle light, A symphony brews in a humble cup, Spices dance in harmonious delight, As…
In the quiet morning light, a cup in hand, Chai whispers stories from distant lands. Steam rises like dreams, gentle…
In the gentle steam that rises, a story softly whispers, Of distant lands and spices, where ancient tales do linger.…
In the quiet morning light, chai awakens the soul, A symphony of spices, a story yet untold. Cinnamon whispers secrets…