foggy morning//red baloons//whiskey rulezz//mmm....ITunes
happiness is almost there// foggy feelings everywhere..
touching is illegal act, it`s a pity, but it`s fact
we`re breaking iron rules, fingers are impatient tools,
tasty skin & salty smell, hardness, pressure....
pinky shell`s hurting, but I don`t feel pain, you`re my drug - and that`s explain
feeling like we`re steel sixteen, fresh, unstoppable ..I mean:
young and wild, and with no doubts, watching sky without clouds/
riding hard & eating air...
time to go//
it`s
so
unfair..
