Nuances
…buttercups-love, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…climbing, slipping, landing…infinite ecstasy…lost in you…
…Are you waiting for me in the middle of the night/ dark morning? Yet you don’t talk to me, my Love…what a complicated Aussie…have you seen my comb?
…lost…arch-cuddle, lilies on the swan lines, deep intrusion…seizing the Hills…His Sweetness on his way…negative distance, lily-cuddles…collapse…I love you, impossible...
…several versions, but I still haven’t found myself, my Love…todaaaay I go swimming, and in the evening I’ll continue to try to define myself…