Here is how you make the perfect tea for me, it is quite easy...
Just add a pinch of love,
A bundle of hugs,
Add spoon filled with kisses,
A cup of wishes,
Place in the teabag of hope,
A corner from the sweetened soap,
Stir it up with one big family.
And that's just how I like my morning tea!
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My drug can be common. My drug can be old. My drug comes in sizes. My drug can't be sold. My drug is addictive. My drug is so whole. My drug has no bounds. My drug can't be stole. My drug has no...
. I'm not really sure where it lies, Perhaps some- where behind your eyes.
It's written in the sky with clouds. It's written in a child's smile. It's written in the flowers too. It's written in the morning dew. It's everywhere you choose to see.
You said I was like a sunflower reaching towards love Back when we would race against the dawn inseparable. When lyrics and guitar strings were the language we shared.
Clouds of sighs and longings; Rainfall of misery. Lightning of restlessness; Rumbling thunder of fears. Stream of solemn dreams; Mount of complexities.
Satellite shooting stars, Watching the universe spin around us, You offer me your hand And you know I'll say yes. I found a dragonfly wing, It held the colours of the rainbow.
This is new to me;. Held at gunpoint of such reverie. Once I painted my words on shipwrecks of old. Or fed them to lonely wolves out in the cold. But I see it now; no such thing as a dark everlasting.
If I was a bee, no one would get my honey. It's so sweet, it's not even funny. I love all flowers, as bees do. But the one I love most, is you. I'll take all the sweetness, and bring it back.
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