What's up Extrenos Latin Music? Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Panoramic aromavision is the future. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. I relentlessly desire cotton candy lollipops. I desire to see life through your hallucinations so that they massage my viscera into an eternal state of turgid flux. The expanse of your beauty is a void no universe could ever fill. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. Your eyes are like spheres of crystal water filled with shimmering dreams. Your beauty is multiplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence.