Yes, my Love…another night without you, another night filled with in-betweens…
Yes, my Love…another night without you, another night filled with in-betweens… Read More »
…lost on The Land of Candor (I’m giving you the benefit of doubt, my Love)…crazy trumpets, lilies and peonies…turning the sweet, unidentified Aussie specie again…fall on The Path, slipping in the bazaar with lily-storm…lost among the sweets…up on The Great Unknown…lily-love, crazy tulips…forced landing…collapse…
Attack…turning the sweet Aussie… Read More »
…deep intrusion, bells on the swan lines, lilies on the Gems…slipping…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…lost…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…The Great Unseen…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…climbing, slipping, landing…varying distance…infinite desire…lost in you…
My Love…so, the gems are busy…fall on the dreamy Aussie… Read More »
…because that type of show is heavy industry…a lot of traveling, being out in the cold for long time, physically exhausting… he was not well…I felt it, I saw it on his face, I saw it in his eyes…the aquamarine silence
Why I “said” it was too much for him, my Love? Read More »