~ geisha ~:
the mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven...
~ geisha ~:
sorrow becomes me...
~ geisha ~:
i am the fire burning desperately...
~ geisha ~:
and with one look...summer was with me again...
~ geisha ~:
fuzzies right back at ya!...
~ geisha ~:
i realise...
~ geisha ~:
the sound that comes to carry me...
~ geisha ~:
the light that falls through the cracks...
~ geisha ~:
to live each moment...
~ geisha ~:
all i ask...
~ geisha ~:
opening my eyes...
~ geisha ~:
and in a little while...
~ geisha ~:
and he'll be big & strong...
~ geisha ~:
inciting & inviting me...
~ geisha ~:
pools of sorrow, waves of joy...
~ geisha ~:
like endless rain into a paper cup...
~ geisha ~:
bonjour...
~ geisha ~:
the warmth of a kiss...
~ geisha ~:
every time i see your bubbly face...
~ geisha ~:
your words...
~ geisha ~:
come over here...
~ geisha ~:
so many moments...
~ geisha ~:
safe in your soul...
~ geisha ~:
and now, another hibiscus...lol...
~ geisha ~:
can't stop this addiction...
~ geisha ~:
every time you call me near...
~ geisha ~:
take me & do as you will...
~ geisha ~:
come to my sweet melody...
~ geisha ~:
no, you can't help it...
~ geisha ~:
i must resist the thought you kissed...
