SOME NEW KIND OF KICK
I'm running and pumping around. Sitting and thinking, listen to music, or just the wind through the water of the rivers and the trees. Just Rock you up! With my perpetual seeking of me, or something that just looking you, friend of journey, walking with you, and sun under our feet.
Kooking and chatting around, art and backgrounds. Ordinary things makes me run away.A heart and a body. A heat that I can say belongs to me. Is it your heart? Is it your heat?I'm here for you, can't you see what I'm doing...