DMV

…lost on The Land of Candor…lilies and peonies, trumpets and bells on the Hills and Dimples…infinite desire, infinite sweetness…happy smiles at the Kids…slipping up on the back with bells and peony-caress, trumpets on the swan lines, down on the arms…turning the impossible Aussie again…The Great Indignation is staring at me…crazy florals, forced landing…lost

…immersion in the aquamarine sweetness…howww is your morning, my Love? How is your heart, your soul?…no answer…I’ll approach the little-Big Aussie, he’s much more expressive…slipping on the Mid-Galaxy, a trumpet in the center…further to The Path, down to the border…big scandal…as I said – much more expressive…close to explosion…lily-fondles on The Pulse – high frequency,

I can’t stay, I don’t feel well, my Love…I’ll be back at your 10:30pm…I love you…