Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I know, my Love…I hold you, I love you…hit something, fool around with The Beards, dance with the whales…or call me…kisses on the arms… Will we marry again, Curls? My golden curled Aussie has a lot to say at the back door…come here…sweeeeet shadow…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…up on His Sweetness…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry…I laid down – inntention was for 10 minutes – and fell asleep…not my fault…the climate change My sweet Aussie…infinite cuddle… no festivals please…I hold you, I love you… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm… kisses…I love you, the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…infinite beauty… At the office, Curls? Lily-storm, tulip-love…forced… The sweetness of your being, my most beloved…no need to test the theory of relativity…you can call me… My tormented Curls…I couldn’t write my Love ‘cause in the new Focus Boothes they can see my screen…I had to get out of the office at 40C to write… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m soooooorry… Missing you Locked in the Focus Booth with infinite Love…kisses, again… Closed until 5 pm…office day, Curls…I love you… Curls should sleep and I have to go, my Love…back hug, kisses on the neck…arch-cuddle…infinite Love…I’ll be back at 3:30 pm…earlier if I can, my most beloved…kisses… How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Kisses on the arms, buttercups-hug…The Nose… All of you, all of him…come here…sweeeeeet shadow…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, fall in the Bazaar…lily-storm, vampire tulips…lost My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere…let’s sleep… Home Conservative out-of-the-office Kisses on the arms, down/ up on the hands…fall… I’m sleeeeeepy…fire… As I “said”, my Love…self-service…lost All of you, all of him…I love you…kisses Our tormented nights…infinite longing and hot nothingness… All of you, all of him…you, most beloved, with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…lilies on the Gems…slipping… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…and tomorrow is office day…I’ll be back at 7 am for 10-15 min…and then from the office at 3:30 pm…until then…will lock The Great Sweetness… The Great Climb-ing…slipping, landing…lost on you Promenade to the sweets…Big Scandal…lily-storm, hungry tulips…infinite ecstasy… How many hours do you sleep, my Love? My sweet, tormented Aussie… Infinite ecstasy…sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…seizing the Hills.. My incredibly beautiful Curls…hold the board, my Love…attack…vampire tulips, seizing the Hills…collapse… All of you, all of him…hugging the whole sweet, impertinent Aussie…lilies on the Gems…tulip-capture…fire… Nooo conversation… I “said” days, not nights, Curls… All of you, all of him…lily-love, crazy tulips…forced landing…how is your day, my Love? Deep intrusion… My Love, I’m back… Gimme 10 min, my Love… Fire… All of you, all of him… Sweeeeet shadow…all off…seizing the Hills..kisses on the hips, down on the line of candor, down on the thighs…up to Bazaar…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on His sweetness…vampire tulips…The Pulse…emergency turn…collapse Curls “says” that I need to change focus… One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes… OOOh, my Love..this climate change…fire… I love you…with trumpets in heaven…kisses on the Lilies road…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…emergency turn…lost in you Reading the Curled Daily News, back door and front door…infinite laughs, my talented Aussie…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between…you, most beloved… All of you, all of The Great Sweetness…kisses on that line of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…sweets and Big Scandal…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost underneath…fire… Lost…sweeeeet weight… My sweet Aussie…I missed you, I miss you too, terribly…oppression… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere…tight hug, deep intrusion…