Losing lurdan lexemes for fluid-if-not-floral language may require units of time, but setting a path that fosters reading foot-hot bequeaths booker benefits by brainful blooms even when unrested—even if pausing ought.

Eyes may race as if promoted by a bang, but pace defines not a piece as a harangue. While linguists note only the first and last units are needed, ensuring lips catch each antepenultimate sound leaves one, well, red-hotly well-read—and the page well-heeded. ; )


Space between us is null, so hearts are full.

Others’ anvilicious comments regarding true love are not heard; only hands and eyes twixt our pair are relaying any meaningful words.

Love lands Augean for trees unable to embrace by closing between space. Lucky are each of those able to root connections by abutting toes.

A Barney’s bull before company complementary was found, I was never meant for a matador, but, rather, for you, whom I met to adore. ; )


Prone to ethereal wonders for a set sunlit, foliage fosters feelings fine, leaving urbania’s grillage supporting states best left behind.

Sense is to enjoy scents of arbor’s milieu as chirps and tweets replace greys kvetched into memory—which are ready to be shooed.

Blue warms instead of cools as a dilly that is not daffadown. Bloom is priceless in its worth even if only by one is it renown.

Spirit rekindled under arvo’s aura gold, which, as a bellwether, rings in hope for a future bright desired to hold. : )

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