ca pe plaja: mai o scoica, mai un garide, mai o alga ratacita...
miercuri, 21 martie 2012
the pink gun
Shoot me with that pink plastic water gun, make me laugh,tie my hands tight to my back, while I watch you, paralized , suprized. What”s going on? Whats really going on , my dear? Whats all this? Where did you cast away the bliss? Am I dreamig? And while I asked, I started seeing all the things I missed in the first place. I’m not sure I like whatt i fiind, so tie me blind again. Can’t believe I actually ask you this. What did I miss?