So washed ashore Beep* then smiles from ear to ear. They’ll walk along and find a corner, away from the euphoric crowd. A tongue reaches a tongue. Wow, Beep* & Boop*! No shame. What are you two doing?!
The Kiss
So washed ashore she'll smile from ear to ear. Still wet and a little new in this sudden encounter we walk along from the beach into this cheerful town. In the hum of the masses we frolic in our own soundscape. And then some soft town's corner we can call our place for a day. A day in a life the way they should always be. A fantastic summer Noon with tea and cake Splash-painted by Beep*‘s colourful sexy skirt. Here Beep* and Me* explore the tasty French kiss. Well, that is what we want, what we always wanted, but didn’t dare to do back then. Waiting for the elevator in those everlasting seconds, we held in to await the right moment that should come in better times. And better times and place are Here. So shortly after the war we survived the longest days. The streets are full of people in euphoria busy with their own cheerful business. A tongue reaches a tongue. A beautiful architecture of mapped out little kisses come next and they follow the intriguing necklines up to her beautiful hair that I sniff so gently. Her hair that wants to be involved in the cheek 2 cheek caresses overstepping noses that curiously lead to our lips again. And in the short gaps in time of split seconds, the four green eyes catch one another. Wow, Beep* & Boop*! No shame. What are you two doing?! Where will this bring you two? You opened the gate to the Unknown!