Wonders booming from the heavy windful burst..Fragrance of mist blooming colorful flowers of thirst..
Silently touching the glory of divined dreams..
Waking up to realize self in blitheness gleams..
Racking mirror filled with bonheur devotions..
Hopping down inspiring unrealized emotions..
Obscure frantic closure of eyes senseless..
Blooming highly with commove defenseless..
Stealth of endure lively smiling on the face..
With every thought of snuggling embrace..
4 comments:
nyc work dhoooooooooooniee...tee heee
Nice work, stranger!.
Not really. My friends say I'm slightly touched in the head.
Well, I think it's true - I headbang to Waka Laka.
@somebody: ;)thanku pupatyz
@The Shadowrunner: Meaning lil nuttyz?hehe(juz kiddin) m sure ur nt...ur articles seem amusingly cool..
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