Sheer sexiness—

Wears stares

Like an awed god

And

Mutes brutes

A la alalus

As

Simple style

Elegants neat legs

With

Up in arms

Pushing charms. ; )

Whoever grabs highest on wrist

Earns to the pantry for pillage

Of last stand of stale Oreos

And white wine replete with ullage. : )

Falling over futurition’s feasibilities, Farrah, furnished with a flood of fates, feels out a foundation to finally face by figuring fiddling fingers’ fanciful fortunes. ; )

Then, there was the bird—perhaps a distant relative to one of Darwin’s finches—which handily escaped the tortile bush in order to branch out its worth, here, in a more fitting survey. ; )

Images imagined upon painted parget via blood-shot stares,

Smoky silhouettes sensed as friendlily fiery incenses,

Brushes by passes by shaking waves of alohas and adieus,

Ephemeral encounters etched eternally as enveloped evocations. ; )