Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf…I love you Lily-love, hungry tulips…The Great Intrusion Wish me good night, my Love…I’m not cruel…just dreaming… Protests and Big Scandal…eating the Aussie…octopus in heaven…rain of Love, tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite ecstasy…silent turn…lost in you I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…lost in you All off…all of you, all of him…lilies on the Gems, down on the Trumpets Road, lost on the Lilies Road…hugging the thighs…immersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs up to heaven…lily-love, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…emergency turn…The Path on the hills…His Sweetness on his way…infinite desire… Big Scandal…attack…deep intrusion…lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing… What is my curls doing now? Geopolitics: Trump in Hormuz You work, I’m tired… Sweeeeet shadow…all of you, all of him…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…seizing the Hills…a kiss in the middle, two on the hips…celestial perspective…octopus in heaven…lily-storm, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…collapse…lost underneath…sweeeeet weight…The Great intrusion…lily prison…jail time My secretive Curls…’talk’ to me…deep intrusion… What strange thing is happening, Curls? I guess it’s not about the strait of Hormuz… Don’t feel lonely, my Love…I’m here / there… Come here…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…slipping on that line of candor…a lily on his head…vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…silent turn…collapse… Curls…no need to scream at every 2 min…don’t scare me…kisses on the neck…all off…celestial perspective…lost in you Lost in you…slipping…seizing all the sweets…hungry tulips…emergency turn… Okaaay…too much ‘talking’…Big Scandal in LA…hugging the thighs…kisses on th hips, down on the lines of candor…seizing the hills…octopus in heaven…lily-love, tulip-capture…fire…lost underneath… I talked with my colleague Rangolie about accents…she lives in London and although she speaks English with a strong hindi accent – that “retroflex t and D” makes me smile – she can imitate various British accents. I asked her what does she think about the Aussie accent – and she confirmed that it has a Scottish nuance…and she held a demo…infinite laughs…infinite Love…I was thinking at my Curls… Promenade with trumpets and bells up to heaven…kisses on the lines of candor…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breathe, my Love? Immersion in your golden smile… What is my Love thinking on? What is in his curled mind? I was re-reading ‘Syntropy’…I felt it so many times… Hold the board, you, most beautiful and curled…all off, all of you, all of him…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…The Pulse…collapse…lost underneath… I meant beside the Big Scandal, Curls…come here…rain of kisses…octopus-mode…seizing the Hills…hungry tulips…fire…emergency turn…lost So my most beloved is back in LA…how is your day so far, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug… WWWhy is my Love upset? Infinite sorrow… All of you, all of him…my lonely curls…deep intrusion, immersion in the deep aquamarine silence…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…detour on the Lilies Road, down to the border…a lily on his head…infinite sweetness…vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…lost underneath… Big Scandal…lost Hold me a little bit, Curls…sweeeeet weight…the touch of your skin, your scent, your hands…The Great Scandalous Sweetness on his way…collapse… I couldn’t even fall in reverie…I had to talk, for a few sec I did it though, and I was interrupted abruptly…I had to improvise because I haven’t heard the question… I’m soooorry, my Love…I didn’t have a moment alone…then I came home and fell asleep…I woke up now… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, missing my Aussie… Oppression…kisses Lily-love I’ll try to write earlier, but I can’t promise, my most beloved and curled and beautiful…I love you I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 6 pm hopefully, no dinner today…until then…I’ll scream… All of you, all of him…all off…too many praetextas…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides…down on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…a wink and a lily on his head…seizing the Hills…lily-love, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…not sure which side…lost Shameless Gemini early morning… Instead of powerpointing… Where is my Love now and what is he doing? Celestial perspective…angelic view…lily-fondles…tulip-capture…collapse…silent turn… My most beloved and curled and beautiful… Home Curls… Kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf… The Great Sweetness is lilied and locked with infinite Love… All of you, all of him…let’s sleep, my Love… Sweeeet weight…the touch of your skin, your scent…lost Hugging the whole sweet, curled, sad Aussie…infinite sorrow…kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… I knowww, my Love… I love you