by PhaeVonnI am working to afford the black cherry pearl Scion and treasures for my
imaginary lover.
I am crawling towards the cool oasis in the scorching desert where I hope
to find a juicy watermelon to douse my desires
Reveries of raindrops on a Sunny day remind me of firm and gentle massaging
strokes at the end of a long day's work.
I keep on going striving for the day when I can rate myself a nine out of
ten, even though I can't play the violin, buy a diamond or love any color
but purple...
Visions keep me going... The thought of chillaxing to a soothing tune on the
violin in a room with walls painted purple, a jack rabbit to keep me
company, and a carpet of delicate magenta jacaranda flowers...
There I would spend my days listening to a melody chanting happiness and no
regrets, while I wait for the flame that will open my display cabinet made
of sturdy mahogany and translucent sliding doors with the goal of procuring
and cherishing my rose.
