Drift away, white cream wind blows
Across bumpy red river flows
The roof cool to touch, the gum stuck
And on bedding a sweet repose.
Coloured snow and darkly coated
Breathy flavor ne`er impeded
White cane standing with red loops down
sticky and hanging from pine tree spirit.
Lasting for lovers, sensual stinging
Captive in mouth, for sharing with feeling
Gentle to touch, ice melting down
flowing through body, head spinning round.
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