24 May 2012
As I swell in sweet delight, my eyes watering, my tongue lifting, my heart calm and tight, I find myself in wonderous landscapes, of color and might.
The power so damn intense, my teeth are sedated, my life now dilated, by these tastes so awesome, so concentrated from sweet flower buds, so sweet and bitter.
Angels sing of the tenderness, of the white flower, subtle and silky smooth, as it caresses my sweet tooth.
Devils cry in pain for the luscious love, the fruity pyramid, a cheat with many faces, and it takes me so many places.
Early in the morning it's the sophisticated earl, Charles Grey, who keeps me company.
Exactly at twelve noon it's the energizing ceylon, in top array, that gets me through the day.
In lonely nights, Jasmin so loving and tender, sweet, when she cures my blue, elevating me so true.
In a tender lovers sight, I call on my sweet love tea. The asian black of east, spiced with angel seeds.
Soft and light, day and night. My sweet beloved, Sexy and besotted.
I love my tea.
Sweet Leafs • Opuss № I