25th November, 2008

I have a friend who quite likes listening to chocolate. Thick, creamy, dark chocolate. Dripping out of a gold platted chocolate fountain, she watches it, and dreams of Persian rugs, fireplaces, and pink satin cushions. Did I say chocolate? Sorry, I meant ‘We Own The Sky’. THIS is what you hear when you dream your sweet, sweet dreams, and feel that wonderful warmth at five in the morning.


Published in Student Direct, November 2008