The Month of May
Those dazy days, a dreamlike haze;
The blossoms romancing as critters crop up dancing,
The humble ray glancing through garish trees;
It takes a mere few leaves to notice;
That supernal psychosis, incensing the air,
Strumming each nose hair and spritzing my eyeballs;
For the ceremonial sneeze is now upon us;
Awaken, subconscious, in...
The blossoms romancing as critters crop up dancing,
The humble ray glancing through garish trees;
It takes a mere few leaves to notice;
That supernal psychosis, incensing the air,
Strumming each nose hair and spritzing my eyeballs;
For the ceremonial sneeze is now upon us;
Awaken, subconscious, in...