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.