Your blue berry mouth in neon lights.
Your blue berry mouth promises so much.
Your blue berry mouth is so cool, so delicate.
My heart stands still on this day.
I work in a different house.
She lies in a row with other members.
Whether pretty or ugly, young or old; sometimes perhaps injured too.
She is my friend and will return from the worms work very soon.
Since you came, I have sensed you.
Being close to you is so far away.
Your aura makes me touch you and go along with you.
I have your scent, that I really like.
In your beautiful eyes shimmers cold neon light like the stars in the Heavens;
so cool, so pallid, so simple.
Your empty views in neon light bore my hollow brain.
Hot sweat of desire is on my forehead.
Your cold hands are pallid like the gray of the walls.
In your beauty is ice.
Your hardened expression is as white as snow.
Your contures shine so pallidly and round.
I love your blue berry mouth.
I love you, Wild Star.
I love you vanity.
I love this sweet aroma.
White signs on your cold feet.
Motionless in the dead house, you see everything that is beautiful.
I confess...forgive me...I pull the cloth from you...
Ohhh...I love you.
