What's goin' on Chinchin House Music? Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. I find your eyes to be a wondrous amusement park filled with neo-plastic pleasures and turkish delights. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. All my thoughts are lost to your graceful gaze? As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. Panoramic aromavision is the future. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams.