Nuances No festivals, my Love...that's what we have...not even a paper bag...eventually a straijacket... June 15, 2026 Our secret, my Love...my sweet Aussie should sleep, I have to go...I'll be back at 4 pm...until then...I'll be arranging the golden curls...will get lost on the Bells Road, making rounds on the Dimples, love-squeezing the Hills, turning the Aussie...contemplating the Big Scandal...lilying The sweets, capturing The Great Sweetness...falling in ecstasy...again, and again... June 15, 2026 The flow of ecstasy...slipping on your neck, on your chest...a lily in the mid-Galaxy...fire on the Lilies Road...vampire tulips...The Pulse...forced landing... June 15, 2026 Our secret...the upper lip, the lower lip...lost in between...infinite desire... June 15, 2026 No posts found Previous 1 … 677 678 679 680 681 … 7,708 Next
