For Mistress Camellia Sinensis

For a long time I wrote nonsense verse, most were on my friends (sadly I can write them no more). And for the longest time I drank loads of tea till I moved to Australia and was hard put to find a decent cuppa unless I went to one of the tea shops or made it myself. This poem is from my archives and it's sort of slight and amusing when read now. The title and tone comes from the medieval poets I was obsessed with then e.g. Skelton's poems. The nerd in me went for the botanical names for tea and coffee. Here is the poem below.

Camellia's a lovely lady
Wonderful, totally heady
And I swear by God above
She's the one I truly love.

Sweet Camellia's wonderful colour
the rich honey, the amber pallor
do completely intoxicate.
My love shall never abate.

The fragrance of Camille
makes my senses reel
I long to hold her close
And then my love disclose.

Camellia, I shall never leave her
For I suffer the love fever
Men long for Coffea's kisses
But I wait for Camellia Sinensis'.