Who is falling on whose pants, you impossible Love?
…I still cannot completely separate the energies, but of some of them I’m sure they are yours…and I love them…bells on the neck and shoulders..slipping on the chest, down to the Mid-Galaxy, down to The Path…The Great Reveal of The Great Unknown…lily-love, peony-cuddles, hungry tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy…lost
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