Thursday, September 08, 2005

Ich habe dich sehr lieb

Persona significant derision moi feeble generic notion, I discern the heart is at present for her. Spasm of rhetoric paresis geminating chronicles of prisma butterfly, marauding dimness of darkness in the psycho psyche. Essences in me are lost and found. Gnawing empiric numbness of shoddily conked mind.


Purity is at the best of the purest numeral. For me, numeral is a figure space of stanzas in rhymes. For you, rhymes is all specter of this entry.


And schatz, do tell your heart the truth, I’ve been dreaming about you all the time.


Herzlichen Glückwünsche zum deinen Geburtstag.