Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html You have the pair, my Love…kisses again… Kisses…I’m done Hunger Emergency turn…I’d better go to bed, my Love… Buttercups-cuddle…fire I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…to the Ocean… One Hot nothingness…straitjacket on emergency basis… One Seizing the Hills, lily-storm on the sweets, hungry tulips…lost underneath…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…infinite desire… You, most beloved…oppression…eating the Aussie…forced landing…collapse… Infinite Love…pretext off…seizing The Great Sweetness…celestial perspective, vampire tulips…fire…lost in you… And there was a photo with my beautiful Love deep diving…I wanted to posted it as ‘Dolphin no. 1’ but my sweet Aussie cut my maccaroni again… One Deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping…peony-cuddle, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…The Pulse…forced landing…lily-cuddles…fire… Lily-storm…did you play tennis today, my Love? It’s good to hit something – infinite laughs. I first played tennis when I was 12 or 13. My partner was a four-year-old molly kitten. I thought it was a joke when the coach told me I would be playing with her. It wasn’t. So much so that I couldn’t return a single ball she sent my way. I was a beginner, and she was clearly trained to play at Roland Garros. And yet I felt ashamed. After that, I only played against the wall – but I do love tennis… The upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between…your breath, the touch of your skin…infinite desire… Big Scandal again…lilies on the Lilies Road…seizing the Hills…infinite desire…buttercups invasion…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…collapse… Which secret, my most beloved? We have a few… All off…kisses on the Dimples, down on the Hills…peony-love, rain of trumpets…detour on the hips…turning the Aussie…slipping on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…kisses on the treasure, lilies on the secret road…seizing The Great Sweetness…tulip-capture…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you…fire… With bells and trumpets up to the Bazaar…lost in sweets…buttercups invasion…lily-storm, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…fire One Reading the Sweet Aussie Daily News…Breaking News: Big Scandal…hugging the thighs, kisses on The Great Sweetness…pretext off…celestial perspective…fall in the Bazaar…lost in sweets…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Great Hibiscus…peony-cuddle, crazy tulips…infinite ecstasy…emergency turn… How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? AAAnd the Little Soul? Lily-love… Peony-cuddle, lily-storm…hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath…arch-cuddle…The Great Intrusion…fire I know, my Love…Big Scandal…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…storm in the curls, deep intrusion…forced landing… Todaaaay it was 42C – 108F…I’m red like a lobster… I wanted to download a photo of you on the beach…got lost in the curls and the curve of the Hills…impossible Aussie…I love you ‘One’…is this why you deactived your account again, my Love? My higgledy-piggledy Aussie… My Love, I’m heeeeeere Shhhhhh…sweet dreams, my Love…no more socks…I hold you, I love you… The Path on the path…rain of Love… Nooo, not an attempt to invade my sweet Aussie’s eucalyptus tree…just a reminder…I love you irremediably… Enough of complaining, my Love…whose fault it is? Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…lost in between… Come here… Sweet Aussie refuses to answer…arranging the curls…he should sleep and I should go…I’ll be back at 9 pm…I go swimming…until then…daydreaming of your lips, your breath, of kissing your the swan lines, of your voice…of your thighs…in this odd sequence… What is my Love doing now? Should I let you sleep? And the ‘Straitjacket’ in the Sweet Aussie Daily News…infinite smile…arch-cuddle, tight-hug, buttercups-hug…can you breathe, my Love? Kisses on the swan lines…arranging the curls…slipping…trumpets and bells and peony-love in the Parliament…Big Scandal…tulip-capture…forced landing…shhhhhh…I “said” I’m sooooorry… Kisses on that line of candor…detour on the Lilies Road…seizing the Hills…I’m sooooorry…trumpets on the thighs…peony-love on the treasure and the secret road…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…emergency turn…The Great Revenge…lost… I know…snorkeling… I saw the scandal at the back door…”Sassenach, I’m here…, one sock and a half, a lot of positioning in The Library, Big Scandal…” and The Great Sweetness image…to underline the message… Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides….hugging the thighs…I’m sooooorry…seizing the Hills…celestial perspective…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Great Sweetness…tulip-capture…The Pulse…infinite Love…emergency turn… Golden curls…I kept my love awake until this hour…shame on me… My silence has nothing poetic in it now, my Love…I’m flummoxed – interesting word it sounds like a medication – I didn’t here the alarm – it kept singing and I kept sleeeping…I didn’t know where I am and in which year… I thought sweet Aussie is working hard to put ‘Our Hibiscus’ on the affichage… Are you still awake at this hour, you most beloved? I’m soooooorry… My Love, I’m heeeeeere, I’m soooooorry, the time lag… Home