hey there, have you wondered, how the earth-voice sounds, about how clay-eyes look when they seek how the fluid-flows in seething river-ducts, hey there, how do loam-lips lick moist-kiss, how does the mist-flower wake at the touch of the sun-lakes, and hey, how do toe-slugs and finger-moths dance on the streams of star-flakes, how do thirst-tongues taste nectar-dew flecks, how do fairy-strands weave fire tales around the night-blaze, and hey, and hey, how, how does the magic-moon glow silver rainbow flames, how do rhododendrons nod their heads in dream-slumber in the mountain-air, hey, hey, how do you hear a velvet-melody throbbing in venus-veins of the wind-air far away, is it some-one in the flesh-folds of some green-valley playing a tender tune on his flame-flute, or is it just a froth-wind whispering sweet-somethings through the leaf-tresses of his forest-sprite, and hey, how does rain-moss caress fern-feathers, how do cloud-rivers waft over ribbons of rain-gloss, and, hey there, have you wondered about the motionless night waiting with life-breath stopped listening to the dribble-drip-drip of the dusk-storm hiding in heaven-clouds, and, and hey, have you wondered what the black-dove dreams, silver motionless spiralling sparking sparkling igniting passioning lilting lilac-wildfire whirlwind-imaginings, hey, hey, hey - hey there,
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