Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Seizing the Hills, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…The Pulse…emergency turn… I can’t turn… I knowww, my Love… Okaaaay…you work…I’m tired of critiques… Promenade with trumpets and bells…lilies on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips, arch-cuddle…lily prison…infinite ecstasy…buttercups-hug…aranging those curls… Mollies and theatre…lost Conservative collapse… Lost in premier plan…infinite ecstasy… It doesn’t mean that you have to play the tormented Aussie citizen at every 2 min…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…infinite Love, tough oppression… Infinite desire…I’m glad that you relax from time to time, my Love…I don’t want to see you tormented… Lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides, detour on the hips, down on the lines of candor…lost in the Bazaar…on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…a lily on his head…hungry tulips…the captive Pulse…lost in you…fire Seizing the Hills…vampire tulips…fire… Don’t agree with the script? Lost…you could try writing… What’s the problem, Curls? Sweeeeet weight…infinite ecstasy… WWWhy, Curls? I’m on-time… My love, I’m heeeeeeere I have to go, my Love…kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf…infinite desire… Locked in the Focus Booth with infinite Love… I knowww, my Love…lot of suffering…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…one lily-storm before powerpoint…the captive Pulse…lost in you… I love you irremediably Any more comments, you, most beloved and impertinent? Deep intrusion… Locked for the night with infinite Love…kisses I love you…gold and deep aquamarine…deep intrusion… At the office, Curls? Fire… The One who writes the scripts… Infinite desire…what about me, Curls? You know what festivals, Curls…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…fire… All of you, all of him, all off…and a few bites… And I write the scripts, Curls… Tormented nights and days…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie… My most beloved…writing on mobile…misery No words… I knowww, my Love…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…the remedy All of him, all of you… Peony-cuddle, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath…infinite ecstasy… One…sweet, curled and impertinent I have to go, my Love…heading to the office…I’ll be back at 10 am if nobody can see my screen…until then…infinite cuddle… Sweeeeeet shadow…hugging the thighs…seizing all the sweets…vampire tulips…collapse… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…back hug…all off…kisses on the swan lines, down on the Bells Road, down on the dimples and Hills…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles, tulip-Love…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you… WWWhy, Curls? Loving you..infinite longing…slipping on that line of candor…seizing the Hills…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost underneath…sweeeet weight…fire… Lost…what was my Love doing? Missing Curls… My most beloved…what can we do? (rhetorical) OOOh, my curled, impertinent, tormented Love…sweeeeeet shadow… Lost underneath…sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy…The Pulse…fire… Need my straitpijama…lost Home