Thursday, February 12, 2009
Monday, February 09, 2009
MADE WITH LOVE & MAGIC!
Three bubbles from the bowl, bubbly boiled.
Inside of Neptune’s Temple… The lowest pit of the abyss…
The box near Pandora’s
Depends on luxuries
However Bubbles
As time travels…
Time does life.
It affects you, only symbolize others
Runs into the dark, yet colorize you
For shiny whishes, with the purples
For creative touches, with the pinky dots,
For elephants, for pineapples, for fox terriers
Breathe upon it, and bring the ancient!
By awakening your hunger…
Gives - birth to a season
And sometimes, names to a dog.
A bundle of energy, made this love and magic.
Inside of Neptune’s Temple… The lowest pit of the abyss…
The box near Pandora’s
Depends on luxuries
However Bubbles
As time travels…
Time does life.
It affects you, only symbolize others
Runs into the dark, yet colorize you
For shiny whishes, with the purples
For creative touches, with the pinky dots,
For elephants, for pineapples, for fox terriers
Breathe upon it, and bring the ancient!
By awakening your hunger…
Gives - birth to a season
And sometimes, names to a dog.
A bundle of energy, made this love and magic.
I love bubbles!!!
Once upon a time there were fairytales, stories, fables and myths.
Among them we need harmony.
And a little rumor.
Makes us hail to the sun.
A little bubble-sense, for a lead…
Makes us travel.
Makes us dream. To change and like the change itself.
Like all the possibilities, makes us well.
Dancing in this bowl… Being light… Belonging to a holy tight
Being airy… Being light… Flitting away, just so easily…
Holy Bubbles, make us wings!
Wings to fly, dreams to follow, loves to send!
The new way to show them, it’s the popping,
That makes you rise of the pebbles
Just to say:
“I love Bubbles”
Among them we need harmony.
And a little rumor.
Makes us hail to the sun.
A little bubble-sense, for a lead…
Makes us travel.
Makes us dream. To change and like the change itself.
Like all the possibilities, makes us well.
Dancing in this bowl… Being light… Belonging to a holy tight
Being airy… Being light… Flitting away, just so easily…
Holy Bubbles, make us wings!
Wings to fly, dreams to follow, loves to send!
The new way to show them, it’s the popping,
That makes you rise of the pebbles
Just to say:
“I love Bubbles”
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