vándalos?

What's up Vándalos?? In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Panoramic aromavision is the future. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows.