Sweet Colored Afternoon
I'm simple, honestly simple, to the point where all I hear is muttered sounds of pots and pans beating down with the clicking of trendy high heels walking on Soho Cobblestone streets. Im as mellow as air. The air which pushes the leaves into alleways to dance in the cloudy mist. Born in a downtown playground which I would never trade for anything. Who am I? I am the girl you see walking alone on gray Manhattan days. I am the girl who enjoys strolling in different directions to imagine the people she'd meet. I am the girl who binges on sushi and always finds oppurtunities to wear her oversized shades. I am the girl who sticks her toes out the window after painting them for the millonth time watching the sunset engulfing the sweet colored afternoon.
Fine Folk
