
somebody else will…

somebody else will…
I’ll admit to some, maybe, sometime. meanwhile every one is new and exciting……
half way in between the middle and up and down. a place so fine, you’ll never leave. electric guitars 🎸 rock and roll stars 🌟………
my nineteenth time i guess….
sweet loretta modern…….

waltzing…..
expecting you, my eyes could not see. may have no choice but to deport you. I’ve roamed but our love is true, true, true. I met Mr. Greif, and he said……
electric boots, mohair suits, from some magazine….so spaced out…..
Miss James, I’m in love with you. You are everything, Misty Blue…….
burning up the airwaves, causing delusional disarray, musical sensation, beyond any reason…….the fire gets hotter and hotter 🔥