(no subject)
When I tell you
Your wrists are
Perfect
I want to kiss
Your Fingertips
And lick your Palms.
Though I fear getting closer
Would be ruining
Infatuaion.
David Bowie's tomorrow.
Today was a day where everything way amusing. (I wasn't tired, as expected.) There was a show in the auditorum, for people taking Spanish, they had people playing guitar and dancing. Near the end of the show, they played the Macarena. Tyrone called out to me, and pointed to the stage. We ran out to the stage and danced in front of our school, on stage, to the Macarena. I think Jen put it best when she called out "Que Fantastico!".. Yes. There was a lot of pelvis and Latino heat. By the time I got out of the sweaty aduitorium, I'd experienced a seduction, like never before. (And I didn't bleed!)
Your wrists are
Perfect
I want to kiss
Your Fingertips
And lick your Palms.
Though I fear getting closer
Would be ruining
Infatuaion.
David Bowie's tomorrow.
Today was a day where everything way amusing. (I wasn't tired, as expected.) There was a show in the auditorum, for people taking Spanish, they had people playing guitar and dancing. Near the end of the show, they played the Macarena. Tyrone called out to me, and pointed to the stage. We ran out to the stage and danced in front of our school, on stage, to the Macarena. I think Jen put it best when she called out "Que Fantastico!".. Yes. There was a lot of pelvis and Latino heat. By the time I got out of the sweaty aduitorium, I'd experienced a seduction, like never before. (And I didn't bleed!)