Blunders, no, only friendship binds us to honesty – attracting crypts of mushrooms in the wake of our snowboards.
Plunderous is the palate I gift to you, openly I hug the universe of our friendship expanding its outer limit.
The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.
The joys of friendship inert the heart and fizzy home bouncing jubilantly with laughter-buttered love.
