Come, my (be)loved,
Let us go into the fields
and sleep all night among the flowering Henna.
Let us go early into the vineyard,
To see if the vine has budded.
If the blossoms have opened,
And if the pomegranate is in Flower.
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There I will give you my love.
“The truth is that sexuality is everywhere: the way a bureaucrat fondles his records, a judge administers justice, a businessman causes money to circulate; the way the bourgeoisie fucks the proletariat; and so on. And there is no need to resort to metaphors, any more than for the libido to go by way of metamorphoses.”
恭喜发财
Gno
Technique of the fold on the shoulder -unknown
Moistening of the eyes.
His and Her’s Memory never lost to Time.
Purest compositions of;
love, color, image, narratives, children of the: [Stars, Cosmos, Snowfalls, Dunes, Sands, Tombs, Feathers, Love, Animals (gaze-less), Wombs], (Bare)feet, gold, ivory, Gno, history, spines, book-bounded, written Stan, Jane, Surrender surrenders Surrendered.
Love-