Turning the sweet Aussie…

…fall on The Land of Candor, love-wrap, my most beloved is cold…trumpets and bells, lilies and peonies on the Hills and Dimples…turning the Aussie again…hugging the whole sweet Aussie…rain of trumpets, lily-storm on The Path, down in the bazaar…The Great Rebel…arch-cuddle…sweeeeeet capture…lost