Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I love you…I really have to go, my Love…lilying the Aussie is not part of my job description…infinite laughs… Curls’ logistic operations…all of him.. Do you have the logistics behind it, my Love? Kisses…I love you You wanted to emphasize ‘The ring’, my Love? Infinite smile.. I know who’s Curls, my Love… And Curls wants to marry me…lost My Love, my Love, my Love…back hug, arch-cuddle…what can we do? Locked…all of him… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’ll be in the Valley, occasionally up in the Bazaar among sweets and scandal…infinite Love… Peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire…emergency turn…same question…lost Sweeeeet weight…WWWhen? This is not a productive day…infinite ecstasy… Lilies on the Gems…we are absolutely normal, Curls…deep intrusion…slipping on the Trumpets Road…fall in the Bazaar…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…tulip-capture…forced landing…lost on you… I’m here, you, most beloved…I was thinking… In case of comments, complaints call me, my Love… Sure, my Love…what else? Heaven…small trumpets, but trumpets on Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…lily-fondley, hungry tulips…sweeeeeet hibiscus…lost Folía at day, Folía at night…I thought we agreed EEEverybody is normal, Curls… How way your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? You, my incredibly beautiful, curled Aussie…kisses on the arms I “said” ‘here’ not ‘there’, Curls…infinite ecstasy… I know, my Love…come here… Curls is sleeeeepy…hugging The Path, kisses on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…I forgot the trumpet in the middle…slipping on the Lilies Road…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…Arch-cuddle, slipping, landing slowwwly to not wake him up…fire… Lost…who’s going to powerpoint, my Love? My tormented Curls…come here… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Kisses on the neck, tight hug… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, Powerpoint and eggs… My Love, I have to go…I have a meeting from 8:30…The Egg…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…your should sleep…I hold you, I love you…kisses Heaven…trumpets on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…tulip-capture…infinite ecstasy…emergency turn…lost EEEverybody is normal, my curled Aussie… I can’t write so fast, my impatient Aussie… Curls is tired…OOOh…fall on the Whooee-Whooee…bells on the Lilies Road…lily-love, vampire tulips…the Pulse…lost on you…( I can’t stay serious when I look at this photo, Curls…) My most beloved…come here…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lily-storm, gently tulips, hungry tulips, crazy tulips…fire OOOh, hugging the whole, sweet, curled and tormented Aussie…infinite Love…deep intrusion, kisses on the swan lines…lilies on the Gems… What is my curled Aussie doing now? My most beloved…I’m heeeeeere Shhhhh, my Love…I’m here/ there… Kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf… I’m here/ there, my Love… I love you…kisses on the arms…deep intrusion…arch-cuddle…lost on you… Now is my tormented night, my Love…I’m sleeeeeepy…I go to bed…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…almost feelings, hot nothingness and ventilator… OOOh, only Curls can suffer…tight hug, storm in the curls…deep intrusion…promenade to the sweets…lily-fondes, tulip-love…arch-cuddle…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… Until then…hold me a little bit, my Love…I’m tired…The Path on the hills…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lost… Lot of suffering here… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…back hug, kisses on the neck, down on the Dimples, ecstasy on the Hills…infinite Love and a few bites…turning the curled Aussie…lost in heaven, sweets and Big Scandal…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…fire All of you, all of him…celestial perspective, tulip-love…fire… Curls is suffering…hugging the whole sweet, golden curled Aussie…lost in you…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lost in sweets and scandal…lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing… The problem is, my Love, that I can’t fly until my ear is blocked…and it may take weeks until I’ll feel the effect of the nose spray he prescribed – beside the funny exercise to breath through the ears…so you’ll have to fly… Sure, The Great Sweetness, The Center of the Universe should not be neglected…peony-cuddles, lily-fondles…vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite sweetness…emergency turn…fire And our days… The upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…you, most beloved of earthlings… Home