David Bowie

I put on my headphones and closed my eyes.
I turned the volume up and uttered some sighs.
They were of bliss they were not unhappy.
For the voice entering my eardrums brought me unspeakable joy.
The voice was male, a baritone at least.
Deep, hypnotic and gave my ears a feast.
My tim, trái tim fluttering fast, my insides all warm.
My cheeks all flushed like a ong vò vẻ, wasp swarm.
My body humming pleasurably to the sound of the song.
His hát felt like it was tiếp theo to me I turn around and almost gasp at what I see.
A tall, thin blonde man laying tiếp theo to me.
His skin was pale vampire like.
His eyes mismatched and his teeth...