Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I’m soooorry…love-squeeze, arch-cuddle… What was my most beloved and curled doing when I arrived (late)? Okaaay, that’s Curls…doooooon’t cry, my Love…I’m here/ there… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, I’m sooooorry… Note this, Curls…I love you Back to bed, Curls…I have to go, my Love…hugging The Path, arch-cuddle…kisses on the swan lines…good morning, sweet dreams, my most beloved and curled… Loving you…kisses on the thighs – put down the guitar, my Love – up to the Bazaar…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…lost…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…infinite desire… When do you sleep, my Love? Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging those curls and that collar… Yeah, that’s clearly Curls, not an algorithm…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…why are you awake at 5 am on Sunday, Curls? My most beloved and curled…I must postpone to 8 pm…I’m sooooooorry… You, most beautiful…still commenting? Lost in your eyes…deep intrusion… The One I love…I would say all off but he’s too serious… I’m here/ there my Love…oppressing Curls… Contact…from the top to the curls and back under the leaf…I love you…sweet dreams, my Love… Lily-love I have to go, my most beloved and it’s bed time for Curls…..I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…lost in aquamarine dreams… Contact…slipping…eating the Aussie…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… Hold the board, Curls…all of you, all of him…vampire tulips…lost Waiting… Kisses on the tender sides…seizing the Hills…rain of Love on The Path…celestial perspective…trumpets and bells on the thighs up to the sweets…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…lost underneath… What is my most beloved doing now? Lilies on the Gems… Curls and his comments…kisses on the neck, slipping… My Love, I’m back… I knowww…gimme 10 min to make a coffee I’m slowwww, my Love… Contact…deep intrusion, kisses on the neck…contemplating curls…gold and aquamarine happiness Sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lost Hugging the thighs, rain of trumpets…slipping on the lines of candor…kisses on the thighs…a wink and a lily on his head…peony-cuddle, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite desire…silent turn… Todaaay is Sunday…noooobody is working… Contact… Love-squeeze, infinite cuddle… How was your day, my Love? Did you work, ski, fool around? Your heart, your soul? Deep intrusion, kisses on the arms…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses on the glasses… Contact… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere The One I love… Where is my pijama, Curls? Wish me good night, Curls…I love you Contact…hold me a little bit more, my Love… Infinite desire…infinite longing… I’m sleeeeeeepy, my Love…I’m soooooorry…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…aquamarine dreams… Contact…all of you, all of him…rain of trumpets on the lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…lily-fondles, peony-cuddle, vampire tulips…lost underneath… Eating the Aussie…hungry tulips…lost Our vivid conversations…kisses on the swan lines… Slipping on that line of candor…heaven…seizing the Hills…hungry tulips…fire…silent turn… I invaded your IM account, my love with a heart emoji – it was a misclick on one of the ‘Curls skiing’ photos…I’m soooooorry, I couldn’t withdraw it… Deep intrusion…immersion in the deep aquamarine silence…kisses on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips…detour on the lines of candor…rain of trumpets on The Path…Big Scandal…lily-love, vampire tulips…The Great Climb-ing…lost on you… How is your day, my sweet, impertinent Aussie? Your heart, your soul? Curls is making fun of me…’Soprano’ My most beloved and curled… Home