Every second, every minute it seems you’ve set it running free. I recognize your fragrance of a flower bloomed in a dark room. Your natural hair and your soft skin flickering. Reaching for the highest branch. Savage blossoms shared in unanimity.
Don’t go for second best. Put your love to the test. You know you’ve got to respect and express yourself.
If the curfews, dissolved air bridges, a law banning dancing and a long time passed in the isolation is just growing over your head, then it’s a good time to telegraph yourself into a different dimension.
When the music stops and the party is over it can get quite lonely here. All I want is you, my little china girl.
I’m the trouble starter in your cyber imagination, a fear addicted one you hated. I’m the pain you tasted, fell intoxicated. I’m a firestarter, twisted firestarter
The boredom and isolation is a forcing power to endure creativity and a key to open up the hidden doors in your imagination
A classical Japanese dance-drama translated into a contemporary style to illustrate the endless variety of beauty in life
I’m a woman, who can teach you a little something about class
In the shadow of your light, I feel safe and warm. In the sound of your voice, I find my favourite tunes that never have been played before.
Beauty is about having fun and explore your creativity beyond mastering technical perfection.