I don't even really like tea

Tea for one

so let's play pretend
like we did when we were kids
when a plastic cup
was empty
but really was full
of so much,
much more
than imaginary tea

give me some sugar

"one lump or two?" you ask me

always two, always

(because two will hurt
just as bad
as one
in the morning)

I may as well have my tea
as sweet as I can
tonight



p.s. I have many more poems, and am producing a website to share them soon. Poem purge 2012 is coming soon. I was supposed to do it by my Birthday last year, that didn't happen, lets shoot for this yer.

I must have a heart because a couple of gingers melted it

My favorite thing in the whole wide world (today) is Oz and Willow. My heart got all fluffy when watching some Buffy.
I mean, come on. He got all googly eyed over her dressed as an Eskimo. Be still, my beating heart. These gingers made my heart melt and I may have dropped a strawberry straight to the floor and held my knees and went awww like an idiot.
I need to get out more, really.
Contrary to what some may think, The Tin (Wo)Man does have a heart. And it is a big sappy gooey one. Covered in hopeless romanticism and butterflies and tiny little whimsical creatures playing harps.
Now if I only had a brain.