Balance, cuddle with empty color.
Surf love and you'll understand
Why should a girl see this rainbow?
Think here. Go there.
Brother moon, why did this young friend appear?
Hey pal . . . Press full opportunity,
My girl would have me home
to share a cat together.
A grand master breaks.
And screams at an infant society.
Take delusions!
A glorious number looks for better competition
Relate wasted dreams
Why my scratched glass may improve,
With my story of her strange doctor.
Sanity at last, empowers like space
Cry fantasy education!
Stroke cunning, Husband! Believe your still raging wife
Has some tedious ancient form
When smoke calls, give me a red smear before a blue party
Ohm . . . a lion guards against vile art.
Brother, marry a softer secret night
Clean sex and fast romance . . .
Canvas is the drug.
I may write, caught by an angel
While my gold runs back to strength by earth
To represent my ugly shard.
You give sugar, but dust won't hold bad money
Under a shy bag.
Capture surreal music my homely sister of beauty!
We love life.
Heaven’s choice we’ll soon know,
So patience, respect nude play.
Daddy uses emotion on lost energy.
See the beautiful cat almost howl
Chant she would say,
Open to find more music
Secure Grace,
See how she understands silence.
6/8/07 with Jasmine Rituper, 75, 76, 77 Part I, Part II, Part III
