I'm Gonna Buy Me A Graveyard Of My Own

For the love of Ivy, ho-whoa... for the love of Ivy, yeah yeah....

This song makes me want to dance wild and crazy like fire on the ceiling. Its hot and mysterious, dark and flickering like sunset on the desert.
"For The Love Of Ivy" by The Gun Club
Listen to it, love it. Be seduced by the swamplike glory of rythm. A song, can be incredibly sexy. Listen to it, and you may just feel the same thing I do. It reminds me of The Skeleton. Bite my lip and try not to shiver.
Ngguhhhhhh.....

Time is on my side.

My skeletal fetish is to be put on a gentle hold for some time close to a year. And though I find that a little disappointing, I am content in the knowledge of what was, is. I have others to tide me out, to pass the time, sweetly and lovingly, spontaneous. There will be something like love. Its only chemicals in the mind to begin with. There has always been more than one!