…infinite ecstasy on The Land of Candor…lilies and peonies, trumpets and bells on the Hills and Dimples…happy smiles at the kids…up on the back, on the nape of the neck…infinite sweetness…down on the shoulders, on the beautiful arms…bells on the hands…turning the Aussie again…(I heard the protests at the front)…fall on The Path, lily-storm in the bazaar…sweeeeet forced landing…I love you…
Turning the sweet Aussie…
