Oh, but I am the one

Oh honey, I'm O.k right now. I was shaky and full of self pitty but I'm all good now. I know I'm juicy and I pop your cork. My perky boobs make you dumb. It is hard to pull yourself together when I lick my lips so slowly. I feel your sweat miles away. Take a break for the rest of the day and imagine...

Eve and a tree

Do you remember Eve? Yes, the same one that gave Adam the apple, the apple of lust, passion and some other stuff which we won't talk about right now. I always imagine her as a seductive fabulous tramp. She has hair extansios with hues to die for. She has this hot M.A.C lipstick shade I really want and gorgeos stockings from "Agent Provacateur". Her hair accessories are quite nice and she has the most hypnotyzing eyes. If I were a man I would have taken an apple from her hand in a heart beat, wouldn't you?

There is this lady, she lives somewhere ,not over the rainbow. She dresses disturbingly colorful. She loves flowers. She even wears them. Her house which is painted in 5 different hues and her kaleidoscopic garden are noticable miles away.She also eats candy, not all the time of course. From time to time she bakes those G letters. She coates and than glazes them. Blue sprinkles on top.
She never explains about the obsession with the G letter but I like to believe she bakes them for me ( as you know I'm Gala). They glow in the dark, but I eat them anyway. They are disturbingly colorful and delicious.