domingo, 5 de abril de 2009

y el porque no se detienen?

you taste so sweet like rainbows
like shooting stars in my stomach
and the morning breeze of your breath
like dark ice cream cherries on your eyes
and vanilla sweet drops of your smile
like mellow flute wind sounds of your laughter
and swell harpy chords of your voice
youre my bubblegum dream,
i want to dream my sunshine
but i dont want to wake up

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