I am not quiet, my Love, can’t you hear my protests?…the net is slow, I’m slow too, I must be careful, to not write in the meeting chatroom…imagine that I write ‘lily-fondles’ or that I share my screen…under the towel praetexta…kisses on the hips, seizing the Hills…eating The Great Sweetness…lost underneath…The Path on the path…arch-cuddle…council…