enthrallment of the arty gaze

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falalalala...
mmmmmm... i'm always caught within de rapture of melodious tunes... i'm bein such'an old soul.. soul-placed in de stillness of time.. i can think about something so much dat it becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy..watever this issue is, it's time to explore it all de way thru, whether it's by myself or with u...

the love in dubrovnik.. =)

well, those who can't be witty exert themselves to be devout and affectionate.

de soul within..
she's not afraid, she just likes to use her night light
when she gets paid, true religion gets it all
if dey fit right...
she's a little bit manic, completely organic
doesn't panic for the most part...
she's old enough to know, and young enough not to say no
to any chance dat she gets for home plate tickets to see the band
like everybody, she's in over her head,
Dreads Feds, Grateful Dead, and doesn't take meds.
she's a vain sagittarian
thinks all men r addicted to porn
but, damn she's a complement...
her eyes, that's where hope lies
dat's where blue skies meet the sunrise
de one u want when she reach home
she got the kinda strength that every man wishes he had.
she loved Michael Jackson up until he made Bad.. grin*
tells me that she lives about a hundred lives,
scares those to death when she thinks and drives
says cowboy hats make her look fat...
she doesn't know de word 'impossible'
don't care where bout wat have been and doesn't care where we're goin' to..
and sometimes she's truly crazy
and lovin it..

mwah...
xoxo..
hmmmm, de aroma unwind..
i dont give a f*** anymore..
mark : enjoy life, live de moment, till it ends..
simm : do not dwell in the past, don't dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment..