rollocking round rich reefs relunctantly relishing, reeping, replaying 

my meloncholic minds mysterys..mesmerizing mouthfulls meandering meaningfully

through turrets tall, taken turbulently to transparent tufts tweeting tunefully.

somewhere someone sings...serenades soulfully, seeking, striving sorrowfully

greeting ghosts..growing giants gallop grotesquely, guiding guilty gusts 

down dutifully dark dusty drives....daring dukes devilishly dash

instinctively inwards and onwards to a mindfull of colours that reaches out to all...

that fathomes life and touches everyone and everything...