i once sat upon the crescent moon, oh and what a glorious sight i saw. high in the heavens above me, hanging upon my night sky. a golden blue orb a marvelous sight. it floated still and yet drifting, then stretched itself like a lava lamp shaping in to form, a bottle that i cast out to sea. the message i wrote was simple and plain, and i wrote it on the outside - i love you, visa-versa.
by patrick:) have a great day seeya