AAAnd what are those things, my Love?
AAAnd what are those things, my Love? Read More »
…seizing the Hills with regal lilies…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses on The Path, and on other unspecified locations…hugging His Sweetness…vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy…
…I found it today, it was written by a Romanian poet – Alexandru Petria: “Death fears dreamers/ Dreamers do not ask for forgiveness, they do not ask for proof, they do not ask for payment/ they stare into the void and the void becomes a path/, they gift what does not yet exist/…So no more
My Love…a poem for you, for us… Read More »
lilies on the Gems…detour on the tender sides, landing on the hips…infinite desire…back to the front, trumpets and bells on the Lilies Road, down to the border…a wink to His Sweetness…lily-fondles, crazy tulips…sweeeeeeeet capture…negative distance…lost