I can´t see a FUTURE for ME.
Where´s the LIME; mom?!
I can´t answerYOU that. YOU must search for IT.
POLLYLIGHT I want to FUCK you !
JEAN: Do you feel my BOOBS ?!
- What´s GOING on ?!
So called Lime; scream like a raged Bull on a ROOM.
The search isn´t an ENDLESS one;
- Where´s the FABRIC of DREAMS?
Search the LIME; cry, WHISPER and SIGH for me.
POLLY JEAN LIGHT LIME.
I want YOU to CRAWL for me beg wisdom on a CUP of tea.
- Give me a CELL phone; please.
- I want to CARESS the LIME with my boobs.
- I want to SENSE the LIGHTLIME as my MUSE.
- I feel all of YOU on a FRENZY state.
I want TO feel the LIME on my HORNS.
(Text: Manuel Espirito Santo)
(Image: Rodrigo de Oliveira)
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