Petals a la posies semblable stars akin to aural glows—spin around sin a panacea ever to win, I propose. ; )

Tennis for two now had their pain in doubles too—with each experiencing game’s namesake elbow ache in addition to necks stiffer than those rendering a rebato’s lifter. ; )

As Testudine approaches Bay Of Biscay,

With a tagalong who will not go away,

Carapace becomes a gite for friended fish,

Who has requested turtle hat for its wish—

Whilst Terri’s ask upon not-of-the-sea star

Is for ocean’s finest, freshest caviar! ; )

Allure to your fur

In style of velure

Has my heart astir,

Sir for whom I purr. ; )

Corker’s sweven

Bottled

And tossed asea

Bobs and bows

Until a tide

Afar

Or near

Decides the swing

Of no waiting

May be where

Another yearned

For a sign

Or note

Before

They left

To walk the beach

Because hope

Can ever

Comortably

Sit and stare

Until

A heart in sync

With dreamer’s drink

Steps about

Beach’s route

Upon which

Souls’ felt wish

Will be found. ; )