Why aren't you?

Can you hear it? The sounds they are growing in a fit, I can feel them and feel I should riddle a bit, flemming in alergies they have come to me, one in all and I cannot see, but I do not have alergies. Strange but don't phret, pick a phret and radiate within depth. You will glow, count on it. We'll see each other in the mudder of words that desire meaning, verbs said with feeling, I feel I'm gleeming, why aren't you? Be my boo, but not my partner; understand we've got to start here, there's no other way unless we further, tell me your ideas but listen to mine. I guarantee if you do it will be divine, not like dosed in wine but we will be drunk all in time. If you have not listened than listen now, we can share the world and find out how in a whirlwind of words most beautiful cherping like birds. It does not matter what we say, as long as we are communicating, we are communing to learn. After all, isn't it our turn?