Yam is the sun when the rain just is undone and there is nothing but revival.
Yum is the sum for all women think that her life is a Tri-Full Truffle.
Come on life la live ah...ah....ah...ah....ah...ah
I saw ribbons of light that seemed to correlate sight and then the pig came tumbling after.
I begin to see now.
And it is hard to maneuver when the glass is still visible or obsolete.
I am lost in my physical.
Wear my underpants to feel sexy and am I simply a reminder of that legacy?
No.
No.
No.
I am sexy woman yum.
Yes.
Yum.
