Sipping Tea With the Moon
Just sitting, sipping tea with the Moon;
Across she glows in her party dress,
I send my dreams up on a balloon;
With each soft gaze ideas are strewn;
Under this sky it’s easy to decompress,
just sitting sipping tea with the Moon;
Armed with a seductive magical tune
changing roles to become the temptress,
I send my dreams up on a balloon;
Wearing a smile I sit and swoon
soliciting a wish packaged to impress,
just sitting sipping tea with the Moon;
Snacking on a star filled macaroon
wind whistles just hoping for a ‘Yes’,
I send my dreams up on a balloon;
Sugared longing by the tablespoon,
looking to her to untangle this mess;
Just sitting, sipping tea with the Moon
I send my dreams up on a balloon.
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