Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html EEEverybody is sleeping…kisses The One I love Shhhh…sweet dreams, my Love Shameless Curls…loving you…heaven…tulip-capture…collapse Good night kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then Curls should sleep not fool around in The Library… Let’s sleep, my Love…it’s late for you, and I feel weak… I miss you too Hugging the whole sweet, curled, impertinent Aussie…kisses where the golden curls invade the neck…down on the Bells Road…slipping on the Culprites with trumpets and big bells…turning the Aussie…lily-love, tulip-capture…forced landing…infinite desire… My most beloved…it’s bedtime for Curls… I have to work, my Love…kisses again We’ll see, Curls… One day I’ll bite the Culprits… Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the leaf…don’t provoke me, Curls…the Gemini corridor is getting shorter… The One I love and doesn’t talk to me… Lost…your breath, your scent…your golden curls…your thighs, your hips, The Big Scandal…His Sweetness on his way…collapse… I have to go, my most beloved and curled and shy…I’ll be back at 11:30 am for the good night lilies and a few more questions…until then…imagine how you make space for my Bermuda Decagon, my Tarot decks and my books. Kisses… You mean the Aussie Fast Services, Curls… WWWhen? AAAhhh…so first we marry then we talk… You’re dreaming too… Then why do you complain, my Love? I want to talk to you, Curls…not write/ click… Thinking and holding the philosophical stick…occasionally a lily on his head… Immersion in your eyes…submersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs up to the Big Scandal…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…slipping, landing…infinite ecstasy…lost on you With me? To NZ? Can we hide from the rats? In 2020-2022 they turned AU and NZ into a vax concentration camp… So no, you haven’t, you just dream about… My Love…have you moved to NZ – permanently? Curls…yesterday you “said” we’ll marry today…sooo? Trumpets and big bells and loving bites on the Culprits…turning the impertinent Aussie…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost on you… Octopus-hug, lily-storm on the sweets, up on His Sweetness…tulip-capture…lost beneath…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite desire… EEEverywhere…collapse in your arms…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… I said “AAArticulate” not climb onto the cupboard and do an exposé… And what are your doubts, Curls? Don’t forget to AAARticulate, my Love… Curls…what is the last image at the front door about? What doubts? Yours/ mine? On my side I can overbridge any kind of doubts with Gemini optimism except those regarding your identity…if you are not B. I’m done and gone. My Love, I’m heeeeeere…what is my sweet Aussie doing now? I miss him terribly… Curls…no more sadness… Doooon’t be sad, my Love…I’m here/ there… EEEverywhere…infinite desire… Kisses…wish me good night, my Love and hold me a little bit until I fall asleep… Attack…forced landing…lost on curls… The One I love Dooon’t cry, my Love…I’m here/ there… Oppressing the Aussie… I knowww, I’m slowww, my Love…I go back to bed…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…aqua dreams…contemplating the sweet Aussie… I’m looking at your photos…you, most beautiful… My most beloved… No need to repeat, my Love…I saw the 2x exposé…so you click, I write, we dream…and the hot nothingness… AAAnd? Any actions, my Love? Contact…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…what’s in that curled mind of yours, my Love? Home