My Love, why don’t you sleep?
My Love, why don’t you sleep? Read More »
You, foggy Irish island…infinite cuddle, bells on the swan lines, lilies on the tender sides…, peony-love…
…down on the Mid-Galaxy, down on the Path, down in the bazaar…lost in sweets…The Sweet Unknown…tulip-love, arch-cuddle, sweeeet landing…infinite desire…
The Big Romantic and his South…fall on the Irish-Aussie specie…
…deep intrusion, bells on the swan lines, lilies on the Gems…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…lily-fondles, tulip-love…The Sweet Unknown on his way…hot hardness, sweet intrusion…lily-cuddles…lost in you…infinite ecstasy…
The Big Romantic and his South…fall on the Irish-Aussie specie… Read More »
