like when bees clean each other or humans comb the fur of their hampters

Combing hampter fur

Weeping willow watches me

The wind in its branches

Ode to another of the four elements

I'm thinking sand

yet I make swiftly come alive inside your head

sweet images of trees, of wind and hampter fur

a passing softness that without the thinking sand would have remained unsaid.

More like spreads their jizz around everywhere, but something like that yes.

great, now im always going to call them 'hampters"

Yes, kind of. You need to circulate air in a greenhouse or you'll have fungal issues, for example.

Rain more probably

Ahh, that's why it makes me sneeze. It's jizz