Mythological beings. Horse-fairies, gold-dusted pond fronds, magical lightning bugs, and cream colored amoebas. Glow-in-the-dark plankton, sugar bugs, Motown singing bumble bees, and operatic locusts.
Horseshoes and glittered junipers. Radiant dewdrops glistening inside the bellies of timid beasts. Silver sparkled teardrops. Imagined unconscious unfurling with strange winds and guitar rifts.
Scatters. Crooners. Beboppers. The blues.
Harpsichords in Icelandic rhythms. Theramins in creepy jungle tunes.
Fireflies at dusk's edge. The falling of nature in and around itself.
Diamond bedazzled smiles and Egyptian necklaces. Black pearls lost at sea. Maritime adventures of canoe lovers. Bright waves. Gentle waves. Blinding seafoam at water's edge. Holding hands at dawn.
Demonic ice toads and bumbling crickets. The banging of the ants against the earth. Soil's flesh lingering till the light of morning.
Dreamtime solice. Tickling the tired donkey. Wilderness explained. Savage palm trees against sand's swirl. Unleashed. Tubas slowly dying into the voices of confused women. Letting go of the breath into the colorful heaven of the unknown.
Chains that disappear. Delighted lemonade and porchswinging summers with magestic duets.
When we all get to heaven in the Southern afternoon we will meet.
Whispering into the ears of children. Holding on to forever because it still sort of hurts. Choking on seasoned zen-ness. Crowded railway passages of glistening, halo-ed heads.
The timid beasts falling asleep until the apocolyptic hour of symphonic grace.
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