Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Roses of Berlin for my sweet, impertinent Aussie Next turn at 6 pm, my Love Infinite Love I have to go, my Love…and you should sleep…I’ll be back at 6 pm…I go swimming…until then…I’ll be listening to your voice in my head, arranging the curls…hugging the thighs…seizing the sweets… Hugging those thighs…immersion in the Valley with trumpets and lilies, up to the Bazaar…sweets and scandal…lily-storm, vampire tulips, arch-cuddle…tight hug, buttercups-hug…The Nose… No conversation, no romaaaance… Okaaay, the question is the same, my Love… How have your spent your day, my Love? Lost underneath…arch-cuddle…seizing the Hills…The Great Sweetness on his way…explosion… Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep intrusion… Click-fatigue…arranging the curls Anything else you’d like to “say”, my Love? Hugging the whole sweet Aussie, caressing the golden curls…how is your heart, aour soul? Kisses on the neck, peony-love on the arms, pretexts off, kisses on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples and Hills…love-squeeze…arch-cuddle, tight hug…transfer to the front…seizing all the sweets…turning the Aussie…crazy florals, forced landing…jail time… Lily-fondles Because the only news/ thing he has to communicate is ‘Our hibisicus’ My Love is reducing again the number of pages at the back door… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry… Home I love you Lost underneath…infinite desire…I need again a straitjacket for the night, my Love… I’m sleeeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…EEEverybody is turning…lost in you My sweet Aussie…arranging those curls…pretexts off, kisses on the dimples and Hills, detour to the front…Big Scandal…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost on you… No Fall in the Bazaar What is my Love doing now? Kisses on the neck…immersion in your eyes… I’m back, my Love… Gimme 10 min, my Love Okaaay, at 180…your hands don’t know where…The Great Sweetness on his way…lily prison, lily cuddles…jail time…repeat offender…lost No You look so pale here, my Love? Where you well? Again, my Love? The Path on the hills, your thighs, yous hips…His Sweetness on his way…jail time…infinite desire… Shirt off, all pretexts off, the mic is not a good idea, my Love…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…celestial perspective…crazy florals…lost in you… ‘Cause I love him… My most beloved and his grandstands… Actually it seems the only dialogue was around the ‘why?’…the rest is official statement…lilying the statement… I can’t maintain a dialogue in this position, my Love… How is my sweetheart? How is his day? Hugging those beautiful thighs, immersion in the Valley…lost in the Bazaar…lily-storm, tulip-love…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…tight hug, buttercups-hug…fire… Why, my Love? For the double entendre of ‘Your silence’ My most beloved, sweet, mean and cruel…I’m heeeeeeeere Fall in the Bazaar Next turn at 8 pm, my Love… I love you My talkative Aussie…I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…caressing the tender sides, down on the hips…down… And my sweet Aussie? Anything else he’d “say” beside explosion and turbulences? Because I’m silent… Hugging the thighs, lost in the Valley…ecstasy in the Bazaar…crazy florals…arch-cuddle…forced landing…jail time… Envy Peony-love on the tender sides, pretext off…trumpets on the hips…kisses on the Lilies Road…caress on The Path…down on the sweets…seizing All…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…collapse…lost underneath… OOOh, that line of candor…hungry kisses…fall in the Bazaar…Big Scandal…lily-storm, vampire tulips…okaaay…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…infinite extasy…ignition…lost I’ve just arrived, my Love and you want me to turn…how’s that?