I’m the one who is cold, you, sweet, impertinent Aussie…

…fall on the unidentified Irish-Aussie specie…deep intrusion, bells on the swan lines…lilies on the Gems…slipping on the tender sides with peony-love…landing on the hips…back to the front…Big Scandal…lost…a wink at The Great Rebel…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost again…