To Dekmar & Marika.
Mingalawar!
Smoking won’t be the same without having two pairs of hands to Light a cigarette… or a hope.
Mojitos will never ever mean the same. Eating peanuts again will give the feeling of being mercifully lost.
Words like Angel, Hot, Bycicle, Spicy… have a brand new meaning.
Remember: I see voices; I hear lights…
Staring eyes, serenity face, angelight in the dark, spicy candlelight, yellow cheeks drawing a sun. I don’t dare to break the magic. Maybe I should, just to see what’s behind. I’ll never know and mistery will be kept beneath eternal waves of laughs.
Wow, I’m having hot & sour thoughts everytime I think of that tanaka chickwalls with blonde curtains, when I remember the naughtywind playing with the burmeseskirts revealing such templelegs down to the dustyfeet. I check your starskin up to the lovelylaugh and stare at those amazing angeleyes, and then it’s just moondark and spicydreams… no deo though!
Mingalawar!
Smoking won’t be the same without having two pairs of hands to Light a cigarette… or a hope.
Mojitos will never ever mean the same. Eating peanuts again will give the feeling of being mercifully lost.
Words like Angel, Hot, Bycicle, Spicy… have a brand new meaning.
Remember: I see voices; I hear lights…
Staring eyes, serenity face, angelight in the dark, spicy candlelight, yellow cheeks drawing a sun. I don’t dare to break the magic. Maybe I should, just to see what’s behind. I’ll never know and mistery will be kept beneath eternal waves of laughs.
Wow, I’m having hot & sour thoughts everytime I think of that tanaka chickwalls with blonde curtains, when I remember the naughtywind playing with the burmeseskirts revealing such templelegs down to the dustyfeet. I check your starskin up to the lovelylaugh and stare at those amazing angeleyes, and then it’s just moondark and spicydreams… no deo though!
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