Starfish, when eyes gaze upon thee, turning you into a stare-fish, your starry spots vermiculate a halcyonic state as hypnosis does gyrate and hands clasped anticipate, with hopeful fate, starfish’s granted star-wishes. ; )

Their wills pin up girls and their wheelspin slows circles, so she learned to say ‘nay’ and demand delay for it to be her way: a slow and steady cruise along roads of unblue hues to destinations her dreams choose.

I suppose it is bettter to be close if not cespitose, especially when life is tough—for, as a tuft, strength is found to survive that which has bent—in order to both grow and share—allowing all to be brilliant. ; )

Under griseous sky, fore grand bridge, atop grainy boardwalk, they, guy and gal, glide—both gracefully and gleefully—toe-a-go-go-*gasp!*-a-go-go-go. ; )

Whereas haysel gathers that which feeds, Masel collects that which reads—each sharing points of pens, some for greens and others for greets, but both, in essence, for wants as needs.