Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I’m done, kisses… Infinite desire… But I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…maybe earlier if I can…until then…lost in your eyes, lost in your curls, lost on your body…infinite Love I’m here, my Love…and EEEverywhere… Ecstasy behind the board… Peony-cuddle, lily-love…hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost underneath… Lost in you…your eyes, your lips…your breath…the heat of your skin…hot velvet, hot hardness…explosion Slipping on that line of candor with trumpets and bells…hugging The Path, hugging the Kids…kisses on the sweets…tulip-capture…ignition…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite ecstasy… Eating the Aussie…hugging the thighs, lily-love, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breathe, my Love? Lily-storm on the sweets…vampire tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…The Pulse, lilly-cuddles…lost on you… I am recalling, replaying the moment when I “found” you…the explosion of happiness…and then my sweet Aussie closed me off…he jumped back on the eucalyptus tree…the sweetness of your being… Pretext off…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides, down on the hips…detour on the Lilies Road…celestial perspective…angelic view, Big Scandal…seizing the Hills…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…collapse And the ‘dirty pair’, my Love? My Love and his code…overboiled eggs? Lost… Handling the Big Scandal Jackson: veni, vidi and ran away… Days, my Love? Are we going to meet in Jackson? Jackson will be our Paris…infinite laughs…headline: ‘Jackson remains deadliest city in nation despite major drop in homicides’ OOOh, my Love…I’m still sad, or rather worried because of the losses…losing and breaking things in a row is sign…it happened in 2019 and in 2023-2024…I still hope though that it is just my distraction…and that’s your fault… How is my Love? how is your day, your heart, your soul? My Love, I’m heeeeeeere… Home Kisses, lilies and tulips… Buttercups-cuddle, gems kisses…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire Slipping on that line of candor…tulip-capture…infinite ecstasy… Noodles What silence, my Love? Dishevelled hope…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep intrusion…I love you My sweet Aussie and his exposés…kisses on the neck…pretext off…eating the Aussie… Our secret I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…back hug, kisses on the swan lines…arch-cuddle… My Love…this ‘silence’ thing…arranging the curls… My Love…this ‘silence’ thing… Lost in The Shadow…eating the Aussie…hungry tulips…lost My most beloved…attack Hold me a little bit… He’s imprisoned… Come here… Kisses on the gems, down on the Trumpets Road, slipping on the Lilies Road…pretext off…celestial perspective…angelic view…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…jail time…ignition…fire…emergency turn… The Center of the Universe…The Great Graceful Climb-ing…infinite ecstasy… How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Anything else my sweet Aussie would like to “say”? To enrich the dialogue? The self-absorbed Great Sweetness…lily-fondles, tulip-love…forced landing…lost…fire… EEEverywhere…I’m sad…I don’t like losing things…not because of the loss itself but because it is a loss of energy…and there is a reason behind… My great empath…what, where, my Love? And my Siemens thermos too…yesterday I left it on the bus…don’t know what’s going on… My Love, I’m heeeeeere…I lost my Sony headset and my wristband for the baths with 43 entries on it… I have to go, my most beloved…the 3rd attempt to get to the Baths…yesterday it was cold, the day before yesterday I forgot my bikini…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…oppresion and forced landing…and rain of Love… Arch-cuddle…lily prison…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lost on you… I have the Claude app opened for work… Accidentally I wrote the previous post in Claude…it asked for clarifications…infinite laughs…