Thorn * Apples

Excited by the approaching prospect of a sweet fuck with you!Gathering his energy from deep down ~ dreams of sunflowers.New perspective giving us a new expressive, visual language.Feeling life as a gift without your sanctimonious religion ~Painting what she has in her heart ~ Cosmic Rays cuming.STOP Invading my Privacy as if it had no meaning at all!Why not invest in the cultivation of biodiversity, focus on nature.Nothing more delightful ~ man & woman, burning in Love’s glow.Flower child, Love child, Sunshine child switched on to amorous.Nails scratching her breasts, driven by unquenched fury*Gold Taps & Existential Klitty CatsLater she married a follower of the Stratocaster Prophet.They were more committed then, they still had the Spirit.“I recognized him from the playpen at my friend’s brothel”Banged to rights! Hammering of the Gods!They don’t give a fuck man! Shimmering late ~Coming through the black holes ~ All the things we are.Penny whistles, Gaelic harmonies just around the corner ~