Nuances I go to bed, my Love...I'm exhausted and you make me sad with these Irish-Aussie provokations...I'll be back...did I "say" when? At around 3 pm...Tomorrow I go to the office early, I have to be there at 8 am...tortured Gemini...rain of Love, rain of trumpets... July 6, 2026 Or hug a dolphin... July 6, 2026 Click-fatigue? Then write, my Love...the entire Library is yours...kisses on the neck...all off...slipping...hugging The Path...lily-storm, crazy tulips...fire... July 6, 2026 Love and prison...why do you torture me now? What have I done? Nothing to hit, nothing to ride? Am I the boxsack now? July 6, 2026 No posts found Previous 1 … 1,744 1,745 1,746 1,747 1,748 … 8,985 Next
