Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I must go before we start another exercise, curls…kisses Contact…where to start? I love you Okaaay…occasionally we can abolish the regime… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 1 pm for the good night lilies…until then…dreams of a dictator One…my disheveled Love…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Are the gnomes preparing for invasion, my Love? Are you planning to call me, Curls? Let me know in advance, my most beloved…I’m going to call my British – eventually Scott colleagues to practice… Eating Curls…from celestial perspective…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…the captive Pulse…fire…emergency turn…collapse… I knowww, my Love…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…where to start? don’t know…crazy florals, forced landing… One…aqua dreams… The Relativity of Hope, by Curls Zweistein…all off A smile and lily-love in uncertainty…WWWhen? We are absolutely normal, Curls…HHHow many times…? Sweeeeet shadow…less subtle…lily-storm, tulip-love…the captive Pulse…emergency turn…collapse… His Sweetness was “subtly” implied by the ‘arch-cuddle’… Kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…arranging those curls… Curls has a great sense of humour…and he’s snorkeling me… So we move into the silver glow…hold the board, Curls…peony-love on the tender sides, seizing the Hills…lily-fondles, tulip-capture…The Pulse…lost One…deep intrusion…too cold for all off… I’m looking for a high resolution premier plan…lily-storm, vampire tulips…infinite ecstasy… I’m soooorry, my Love…interruption…. From which movie is this scene from, Curls? Hungry tulips…fire… Come here…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips, kisses on the Lilies Road, down on the lines of candor…lily-storm on the sweets, up on His Sweetness…seizing the Hills, tulip-love…lost underneath…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite desire…lost How was/ is your day, my most beloved and curled? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the neck, lilies on the Gems…arch-cuddle… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry Wish me good night, my Love… All of you, all of him…celestial perspective… Lilied and locked with infinite Love… One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…the upper lip, the lower lip…infinite beauty…lost in between… What have I just “said”, Curls? I’m sleeeeeepy… My heart, my Love… I fall on the desk, my Love…kisses all over… My most beloved and curled…I’m under the sheets…holding the tormented Aussie… Soprano… I’m sleeeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…tight hug, kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… Contact…hugging the whole sweet, curled, upset aussie…kisses on the swan lines…arch-cuddle… Mine…lily-fondles, crazy tulips…landing… Love attack (suppressed laughs) crazy florals, forced landing…lost on Curls… Infinite ecstasy…The Path on the path, you thighs, your hips…your…fire… Lilies on the Gems, a trumpet in the middle, slipping on the Lilies road, rounds on The Path, fall in the Bazaar…lily-love, hungry tulips…slipping, landing…lost on you… Okaaay…onshore it’s easier…all towels off…seizing the Hills, lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…the captive pulse…infinite desire…lost All off…snorkeling…fire My most beloved and curled…until then…whenever is that – only Zweistein knows…we’re using the shell-phone…whispers of Love… AAAhhh…my sweet Aussie is just hoping…wouldn’t be easier if…whatever…Curls must not be distressed with questions… My voice? When did you hear it, Curls? Do you know something I don’t? A trumpet in the middle, two on the hips, lilies on the Lilies Road, bells on the lines of candor…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…heaven…lost underneath…emergency turn…infinite ecstasy… Oppressing the whole sweet, curled, upset Aussie with infinite Love… Big Scandal across the Tasman Sea…Lily-love, hungry tulips…lost underneath…fire… Deep intrusion, immersion in the deep aquamarine silence, Lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…slipping under the sheets…kisses on the the thighs, up to the Bazaar…infinite sweetness…lily-fondles on His Sweetness, vampire tulips…lost…forced landing…lily prison…infinite ecstasy… Home