Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html 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… Lost on the Lilies Road…vampire tulips…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…jail time…fire Attack Come here… Kisses on that line of candor…fire…hugging the Path, seizing the Hills…peony-cuddle, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…infinite ecstasy…lost underneath… Sweet Aussie has no right to complain about the clicks… What is my Love doing now? Multitasking? The crop-out wasn’t perfect…molly’s hand is still visible…oppression…eating the Aussie…lilies on the Gems, slipping with trumpets and bells down on the Lilies Road…hugging the thighs, crazy florals on the sweets…Big Scandal, forced landing…ignition…fire… My most beloved and his code…infinite smile, infinite Love…tight hug, deep intrusion, peony-love on the tender sides, slipping…pretext off, lily-storm, tulip-love…emergency turn…fire… I’m sooorry, my Love…interruption Okaaay, I rephrase to not scary my Aussie: I do hope you’ll forgive the intrusion, but might I be so terribly bold as to enquire whether my dearest Love managed to get a spot of sleep? Did my sweet Aussie sleep? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, I’m sooooorry Shhhhhh…try to sleep, my Love I love you Tight hug, arch-cuddle…sweet dreams, my Love…no higgledy-piggledy fooling around… Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep intrusion…purring on your chest… I have to go, my Love…the Powerpoint misery is starting at 9…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…try to sleep, my Love…rain of Love, peony-love all over, one trumpet/ square inch of sweet Aussie… (The always) Breaking News…peony-cuddle, tulip-capture…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lily prison, lily-cuddles…jail time…infinite Love Reading the sweet Aussie Daily News… Always en garde…lily-storm, forced landing…