NATASHA HAS BEEN

Natasha Has Been is a budding lingerie model

Blonde blue eye

Curvaceous cocation white.

Universe is omnipresent strange God

With its mystic mischievous.

People meditate on the glory of that being

When they meditate they have lost their absolute being.

Why they deliberately trying to lost their self?

Universe is a not yet decided asexual ascetic

An uncertain origin like Natasha Has Been

When he hit puberty at the age of fourteen with flatten hairy chest

Later it became forty-four gamaglobuline breasts

Now she is celebrity widow with platinum dyed hair of celebrating silver jubilee of her flowering.

When Natasha Has Been was a boy before four days of Easter he started painting eggs by crayons.

There is a comic nostalgia about the Universe that was egg-shaped cosmic nostalgia

He rushed to his friends to show his painted eggs on the way side he saw a cave because of rainbow downpour

In the cave he saw sarcophagus

Newly excavating tools and mess-ups

It was raped victims skeleton.

Universe is a color conscious of energy without control like a sperm donor’s fake orgasm.

Will the Universe enlighten the minds by the thoughts of the cosmic? without barbed fence

Without disparity between haves and haves not

and without nude on the barbecue.

In the cave he saw a pinky finger bone of Women X with a primitive dispute like origin of the universe which cause of ‘Y’

Why?

Is it bone of contention?

Is it shemale bone or female bone?

Seeing this finger bone he feel himself a painted egg with full of yolk without albumen

And felt himself a skinny albino

Dropped all painted eggs from his finger tips and spread fluid estrogen crystal in the cave.

It was his flowering but a metamorphosis like microcosm to macrocosm.

Universe don’t want a start to end

Why should we impose a puberty and menopause to universe?

Allow her to be eternal virgin

Model Natasha Has Been is walking in the ramp

Walking charity, walking chastity, fortune walking in front of fashionistas with umblicalcord strapped corset.

Natasha Has Been the fellatrix is a zygote in the ramp which carrying fashionistas

Due to her only cosmic conscious she could know her manfellatio and cunnilingus by her boyish.

Everybody know nobody has produced the universe

Thought of cosmic music without an instruments and percussionists

Music is everywhere.

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Everybody meditate on the glory of that everybody has produced this music.

Natasha Has Been the prophetess is singing her song ‘HeShe ‘in this music

It is about cosmic nude and black veil less eyes

She think

There for her

And she think about her herself of he

There for him.

Pleasure hunter

There is love like starlight.
Sometimes she will be red
hibiscus.
Her shadow is red rose
and smell is Kama Devan.
she is seed of world
and god of this beautiful
universe.
She is first passion of universe
and her first spring night is
Big bang.
Yesterdays,today and
tomorrows
are my Trinity.
Mind is invisible hardware
and thoughts are its software.
Then love...?
Love is light of life and alive
formed by merry and sorrows.
Birth and death are two cries
because cries are pleasure.
Man is a pleasure hunter