A clapping creeping wave weaves scallops into beach sands, walking away, slipping in.
A dripping drooping red hot lava fleeing earth’s scarlet interior in flows wallops a mountain side, walking away, slipping in.
The needle of a tattoo machine, grizzly buzzing drilling into taut soft skins, porn or porn slogans, walking away, slipping in.
A rushing whining breeze-defying blizzard wave windily misbehaves, because it swooshes away, rather than soothing.
Spam of Human Affection 
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