Frolicking along playfully, whimsically entertaining
myself with beats and notes of rhymes circling my mind.
Jumping and stomping through an evening of absolute
delectibility.
Wandering down measures of vibrations, sliding down
rainbows of decidability on acres of a single solitary
moment.
(9: 13 p.m. - 12/12/08)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem