Kaleidoscope love scenes may cause motion sickness, so be careful because I've been slipping silver-lined sentiments into your tea.
Streams of honey pour from my lips, infused with good intentions and "I'd love it if you'd stay," undertones to really sweeten things up- but not too much, I know how sugar makes your head spin.
All of the late nights we've stayed up talking have made the bags under my eyes perfect for brewing and i'm ready to pour myself out to you; that little tea *** short and stout has nothing on my porcelain frame.
Tea cup collarbones made for you to drink from. Our tea party wouldn't be complete without snacks, and I hope soul food is what you're looking for. I don't want small talk, I want the kind of talk that makes me feel small compared to the possibilities. Lets take note from Alice and her glass vile's labeled "drink me", and drink up as we watch the universe expand before our eyes.
All of the love i'm trying to give you could easily be compared to most hallucinogens, because you make my world flip-flop in the most beautiful way.
So, would you care to see what I see? Turn me into a cup of tea, and when i'm done i'll scream and shout words of "I love you," so tip me over and pour me out.

U are not real
so clearly
U can be a
fantasy
in my mind
U exceed all
logic and
comprehension
U shake me
to my core
and challenge
my normal
thinking style
U exploit my
****** sensibility
and
social awareness
U are my
PHAN TACY
U are not real
as I continue to
tell myself
Hoping that
U will vanish
like smoke in
a blowing wind.

There once was a man named Phan
Who lived in the hills of Ireland
He didn't see the Apple tree
Growing right beneath his feet
The apple tree grew so tall
That it was big and strong by fall
The man peered up at the tree
Then he fell onto his knees

The tree it spoke certain words
It told the man about the birds
The birds they were suffering
No songs the birds could even sing
The man he was so surprised
That he looked down with teary eyes
The songs that the birds would sing
Have been the joy, but the suns fading

Show us  light the tree told Phan
So the man devised a plan
He watched the birds fly all day
And he came back with something to say
The Apple tree was listening
As the man started to scream
The reason that the birds were sad
Because for years the man was mad