Pale moonlit flame, distant spark behind   transportation fishing from a can of (alleged)  wishes  flushed from the bushto a shushing heightthrough an eye for stormsand a stomach for details,   I crept from  the white midnight squawking self-indulgent  phrases of attrition for scratching my itch months of linescut to the dumb numbdull in...

Here laced to your senses is an enchantment. If it doesn't speak to you...  let it show you...   The day aches, and I with her,  daisies in tune with natural energies  said trouble was on the dimming horizon. I could feel it...the sunflowers all whisper,    quietly gossiping...

Sunlit passion in the moonlit heart chamber, your embers thaw my hot-blooded glacier. You are my sun of the night sky. I, your moon-glow - you, my sun-shine.   It was a full moon and all through the night sky, not a star was winking...