Monday, August 03, 2009

Lemme taste ur strawberries

It would be nice
To get lost into ur strawberry fields
Wandering around
Under the cloudless blue sky’
Where mountains are whistling
And cotton candies are riding with the wind
I will catch it with my mouth
Where it melts on my tongue
Blowing bubbles
Tiny weenie explosive balloons
Like minute atomic bombs
Which burst on ur hair
How it would be like
Getting lost
and stumble into u
I will climb over ur fence
And taste ur strawberries
It taste delicious
I like it

I will be forever smiling,
I guess...

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