joan of arc- jaune, a mellow yellow when i think of you. a sun-ray on my bed, a dandelion before it takes my wishes to the sky, a warrior pointing her sword to her enemies, and you, you, all lovely grace and shaved head. city-scape, city-streets, a city-boy becoming. yellow is such a lovely colour. i could paint your name a million times in it but it would not capture how lovely you are.

i lov u so much im cryin !!!!!! aaaaaaa dats me screaming into the city