Oh my Darling my sly and darting tongue bows to the infinite atmosphere since from just a finger thy has to leap from here on I shall not be bound to the mother land but throughout the mother lands family I shall rampage I bid thy adieu. If I return I shall amaze you with the laughs me and the moon share, how i rode in traffic cars..licking stars and flirting with mars...Care to join me...next time.?
~I am as tumble weed, but a slave to the wind~Jordan Bush