Me and Mascara go way back...
She's my blonde bombshell not inside a cigarette's pack spell...
When we're inside our personal atmosphere, the world suddenly is nowhere...
There's her sis Ellistesky that always puts us in stage high and also Estafeta that's Mascara's and her kitty being delightful sweety and pretty...
Mascara loves to create handwritten letters with my helping hand when we both listen to a band....
During Halloween we were both eating ice-cream and Maila Nurmi didn't scream...
Fingering a book with John Willie's artworks...
Opening Champagne's corks...
Watching "Chungking Express" while playing chess...
Knowing that we both hate any kind of Mystery Man without a pen...
Football was on the TV set's by our house wall...
Later we went into a performance all together with her wearing my jacket's leather...
There was also a blonde there, Mascara gone a bit mad without her makeup's pad...
There was there also Bela Elisa not being Mona Lisa...
Jealous a bit she was but by early dawn, we both went house, she wore a green blouse and suddenly we were together alone...
M.
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