z.k.z(zipang.keep.zealous)

What's goin' on Z.K.Z(Zipang.Keep.Zealus)? You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you.

..あらためましてよろしくお願いします


D.I.G  Yasu

The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. Your essence is equal to the beauty of a galaxy. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity. Panoramic aromavision is the future. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation?