Feb 22, 2005 00:59
Please my wild pleasures and always dance
Your tongue is sacred in my throat
Whisper a dream for kandy and blow
Drunk promises are a dance of frolics
Shiny happy people laughing
I want a party with room fulls of orgies and ten thousand tons of cocaine
Can you tell that you have taken something?....Obviously...Definitely....Hmm...Something has taken me perhaps
Ceramic Review - Jan/Feb 2005
"The bright ascent of its interior again assumes the quality of a potent timeless liquid, a draught of immortal life." - David Bromfield