Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Kisses, again… WWWhat can we do, my Love? Do you have enough space for my Bermuda Decagon, Curls? Contact…my Love, my Love, my Love… Arranging the curls, immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems…octopus-hug…forced landing…shhhh… Loving bites…WWWhat’s the problem, my Love? All off…seizing the Hills…tulip-capture…infinite desire…lost in the sand… WWWhy, my Love? All off, lily-love, hungry tulips…eating the Aussie…octopus-hug…all of you, all of him…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost in you…silent turn Oppress me, Curls…end the liberal democracy…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost in you I miss you too, my Love… Dooooon’t be sad, my Love…I’m here/ there… Curls is multitasking…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…seizing the Hills… heaven WWWhats the problem now, Curls? Contact…deep intrusion, kisses on the fingers, hands, swan lines…arranging those curls… HHHow is/ was your day, my Love? And WWWhere are you? In LA/ NZ? Too late, my Love…I saw the ‘Coded silence’… My most beloved and curled…I’m heeeeeeere The life with you, Curls? In The Library? We need a comb, my Love… No. Kisses, again…I’ll be back at 7 am Cyprus time…until then…pyjama is mine… The sky it’s cloudy again, my Love…sweeeeet weight…lost Wish me good night, my Love…I can’t find the other sock…I love you A sock for the festivals… Contact…kisses on each finger, kisses on the hands, up on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breathe, my Love? The One I love… Oppress me a little bit, my Love…His Sweetness knows his way…fire… One before sleep…I fall on the desk, my Love… Contact…(shameless) With trumpets on the way to heaven…Big Scandal…lily-storm, hungry tulips… The Great Climbing…lost… buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…fire… Contact, forever… Contact…arch-cuddle, The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…jail time… Okaaay, then oppress me, my Love… Come here, Curls…seizing the hills, rain of trumpets on The Path…kisses on the lines of candor…lily-love, tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…silent turn…lost All off…loving bites… My Love want to have real talk…dirty grey in ecstasy… Why the festival, Curls? How else can I talk to you? I miss you too, my Love…I talk to you in my mind all day long… Infinite desire…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…fire… All off…hugging The Path, lily-fondles, vampire tulips…infinite ecstasy…lost underneath… OOOh, my Love…what have I done again? You, most beloved and curled…kisses on the thighs, up to the lines of candor…lily-storm, hungry tulips…the Pulse…fire…forced landing…lost on you… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Or the whole night was a festival? Kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle…infinite Love… Angry, beautiful sky over the Marina…I knowww you don’t want me to post them, but I couldn’t resist, my Love… My most beloved, I’m sooooorry, I couldn’t write… The One I love and snorkels me I can’t exercise now, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…aqua dreams… Failed attempt to invade Budapest? What do you mean, my Love? I listened the La Folia and cried in the silver glow… It’s 2 am in your world my Love…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie… I miss you too… My Love is in NZ…lonely…and he found a dog on the set… Home