One startling afternoon. And in the wink of an eye. Now to me you apply so suddenly.

My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flys from the church on a breeze. The hills are alive.

Strike up a conversation with a black-haired flamenco dancer. She’s suddenly beautiful.

Hey little sister what have you done. Hey little sister shot gun! It’s a nice day for a white wedding.

Kamome. God of prosperity. A denim heritage. The more you live the more you love.

I must confess I still believe. When I’m not with you I lose my mind. Give me a sign.

Silky shine. Sheer gloss. Drapes and flows. Find balans of our hearts and minds.

Beads and embroidery. St. Patrick’s Day hats. The concierge is on your tail.