Monday 8 November 2010

..., WHILE/ WILD UNKNOWN APPLE´S BODY THOUGHTS RUN ON MY MY MIND... THOUGHTS ARE CALLING ME TO WALK ON HER ROOM FLOOR / ON HER BODY TALK / BODY DANSE


SHE´S IN THE HALFTIME BETWEEN THE DOOR AND THE WINDOW AT THE SIXTH SENSE...
YOUNG AND FRESH...DOES IT MEAN A CRASH OF BEAUTY IN MY EYES?
SUPRISLY, SHE COMES WITH TOO MUCH WORDS FOR ME,
I NEVER LOST MY TASTE AND HERE I AM.
WHATEVER SHE DOES TO MY PAPERS AND NUMBERS I SHOULD APEAL HER BODY LINES TO ME.

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