Sun up to sun down.

From sun up to sun down,
the waters leak onto the ground,
slowly washed away by the mirth,
of shells and cloaks and bottled flirts.

Clinker, chatter, chortle like,
grains and sands and crystals spike,
felt and velveteen membrane as podium,
frittered and patterned and kissed by sodium.

Stand away and light the sky,
dance with liquid dynamite,
in the verse of holy wings,
dangle with the jingled strings.

From sun up to sun down,
let's soak until we're snowed.