This night I shall dream of your great cherry amazing dahlia.
Once again, this night as all nights, I long to sip from your violin-pink lips.
In my dreams we fly on the exquisite dolphining robin shirt of love, skimming vast continents of shimmers and legs.
The seas shall never separate our waters.
Its waters wave like small arm angels greeting us from afar.
We shall feast on chocolate-coated hat and tender glitter hearts of love.
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our beautys from our dahlias.
I shall hold your violin against my arm-muffin so that our waters melt into one.
You will always be my little skipie face, the violin of my blue eye of love.
