I adore your silence even if it hurts, I sense your solitude and I sense its sorrow, I admire your balance which I may have unsettled, I love the feline autonomy of the Leo, I love the Aussie citizen who may have depleted the eucalyptus leaves, the Innocent still hiding in the fridge, the Lover […]
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I am unable to ‘talk’ now; I am in an aquamarine cloud amidst the whirl of your archetypal energies. I can’t describe it…Infinite, Aquamarine Love. P.S. I abolish pink rose and postulate aquamarine as the colour of love.
I am embarking on my midnight journey to the sea. We’ll ‘talk’ tomorrow. I saw the ‘I would remember’. Infinite Love.
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This is to bring back the Aussie Sun. I posted ‘Aquamarine Sadness’ five months back, and yet you recalled it. I should have known that no algorithm could have selected it from 170 posts and combined it with the ‘Toy Tractor’, ‘The Code of Your Silence’, ‘Celestial Playfulness’, and ‘Bright Morning’. I should have sensed
