…hugging The Path…a bell in the middle, a trumpet on each hip, rain of trumpets on the Lilies Road…down on the border…lily-storm on the lines of candor…detour on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…The Great Climb-ing…or the classic turn? Both…infinite ecstasy…lost in you
Yes, I’m still sad, my Love, and yes, I’ve seen the ‘To Do-s’ list…you, sweet, insistent, persistent Aussie…
