Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Heaven…seizing EEEverything…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath… I can’t write faster, my Love…or is it because I was late? Only 4 min over the academic quarter, Zweistein… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips, slipping on the lines of candor…promenade on the thighs…up to the sweets…lily-fondles, tulip-capture…forced landing…lost Did my Curls sleep? My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere…I’m sooooorry…hectic evening… OOOh…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented aussie…good night lilies all over… I have to go, my Love…kisses from the top to the toes and back under the towell praetexta…lost in you Okaaaay…oppresion Exercises postponed after office hours…kisses My most beloved…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…I love your voice, but don’t sing…you make me cry… Curls should sleep, and I have to go back to Powerpoint…I’ll be back at 9 pm, my Love…until then…tight hug, seizing EEEverything… I knowww, my Love…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…the remedy… Sweeeeet shadow…kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips, slipping on the lines of candor…vampire tulips…fire… Heaven…seizing EEEverything…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…lost underneath… How was your evening, my Love? Promenade to the Bazaar… Curls…I love you My Love, I’m heeeeeeere…are you awake? I’m soooooorry…back hug… I love you Kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…lost in your beauty…kisses, again Not my fault… It’s powerpoint day, Curls…infinite ecstasy… I have to go, my Love…I have a meeting with The Egg at 9…I’ll be back at 1 pm…until then…I’ll be in my prefferred place… My most beloved…come here…sweeeeeet shadow…lost under the towel praetexta…celestial perspective…lily-storm, vampire tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath… IT’s me who should complain, you, curled miracle… Heaven…peony-Love, vampire tulips…emergency turn…The Path on the hills…lost Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…lilies on the Gems…slipping on the Trumpets Road, one in the middle, two on the hips, detour on the Lilies road, fall in the Bazaar…sweets and Big Scandal…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…hungry tulips…fire Gold and deep aquamarine…deep intrusion… And how was your day, my Love? Longing after Curls… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, hectic morning… Home Gold and deep aquamarine…my incredibly beautiful Aussie…kisses, again… Doooon’t ‘movie’ me before sleep… I love you I’m sleeeeeepy…kisses My love…nice answer, great dialogue…submersion…wait…is that a scolding? WWWhy? All of you, all of him…todaaaay, a former colleague from GE called me to offer a senior mgr role in Engineering, leading a team of 20 tomcats…infinite laughs…I told him that I am just fine where I am now…I don’t want to lead anything and anyone… Sweeeeet Folía…hold me a little bit…The Path on the Hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness has to dig his head everywhere…lost I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…and I feel like I was beaten…I’ll be back at 8 am…I’m soooorry…until then…I’ll be in the Valley, promenading… She said I should exercise more…infinite laughs…sooo, Curls? Todaaay I was tortured…at physiotherapy the masseuse lady twisted my arms and I can’t qualify what she did with my back… My most beloved…back hug, kisses on the swan lines…arch-cuddle…all off…trumpets on the Dimples and Hills, detour on the hips…WWWhere is…? Turning the Aussie…kisses on the Lilies Road, down to the border…up on His Sweetness…lily-love, peony-cuddle…vampire tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you… What is my Love doing now? Come here…hugging The Path, seizing the hills…peony-Love on the tender sides, down on the Hills, kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…lily-fondles on His Sweetness, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…infinite desire…lost underneath… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…AAAnd The Little Soul… I’m reading the Curled News…infinite smile…have you had any sleep, my Love? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere…kisses on the arms, arranging those curls… Lily-love all over… And Curls is oppressed until tomorrow morning – NZ time He’s locked