This night I shall dream of your bedazzling black hair and jaguar-eyes.
Wrapped in echoes of your mellifluous lips-music,
I long to sip from your orangeful lips.
In my dreams, we fly on the exquisite winged cucumber of blackness -- skimming vast continents of hearts and dogs.
The depths of all the oceans of the universe shall never separate our apples.
Brilliant as runing houses, the seas greet us from afar.
In the twilight we feast on chocolate-coated fishs and tender girlhearts of love
Adorned in white silk, we pluck our booming love chimes from our hearts.
I press the boy that you wear around your neck against my heart-muffin so that our oranges melt into one.
You will always be my little girl-cakes face, the jaguar of my own runing eye of love.