…bells on the neck and shoulders, lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides slipping on The Land of Candor, turning into regal lilies on the Hills…arch-cuddle, The Sweet Unknown on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness, The Pulse…sweet intrusion…collapse…
…deep intrusion…lily-storm slipping to the border…up on The Great Rebel…crazy tulips…arch-cuddle…forced landing…collapse…now you can ask me ‘Why?’, my Love…
‘get back to work’? Fall on the sweet, impertinent Aussie… Read More »
…because you might think that in essence it wouldn’t make a difference? Meaning that the physical distance will remain the same? Or you might think that I want something from you?
Why would/ should you talk to me? It’s very Interesting that you ask me this, my Love… Read More »
…focusing on the little soul…since the Big Irish-Aussie Soul doesn’t talk to me…peony-love on The Land of Candor, seizing the Hills…infinite desire..trumpets and bells and lilies on The Path, down on the lines of candor, down in the bazaar…infinite sweetness…lost…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Pulse, hot hardness…sweeeeeeeeet capture…classic turn…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…collapse…
Hugging The Path…celestial perspective… Read More »
