Story of a Punk Poet - King H. Ironson

 Hello Reader, Once again we came back to the day of our beloved... once again we rejoice in remembering we can fly without wings once again we wash under the spring rain and have major palpitations once again we follow our hearts wish once again we rejoice our soul's light with the greatest gift we are given today we celebrate our precious Love the greatest gift in the universe.... gifted to us by the apple of our eye Inanna lonely tingle breakthrough made of cotton candy blue skies happy screen chocolate chip pancake tower obsession  petty mention single rough shade of endtime perfume cries sloppy sheen, appreciate beer sip non-fake lover destination                                                                                King H. Ironson ...