how_i_know jezabel i grin when i daydream of you and the spark in my eyes melts the frost in my chest and trickles lower and little things make me bubble like champaign and there is a judge, deep inside, and with a glint in her eye she nodded and the populace exploded with cheers and threw rose petals and celebrated and that is how i know i have no argument and no choice i accept it gladly. 060420 what's it to you? who go blather from