don't take annushka away from me

i don't know who annushka is. maybe he is my fantasy russian lover. the name seems to be stuck in my lovely little head. i imagine him with dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes, ala mr alex kapranos. with a square jaw and chiselled features. maybe i want a greek lover. yes. and he looks like mr alex kapranos. and sounds and is as intellectual as him. oh my dream greek lover with a russian name. ooh la love. oh annushka, hold me in your arms forever. (zafirah, wake up!)


oh hell, it was all a dream. i love you.