Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home I’m done… The Big Fat Noir, Curls…I “said”: Shhhhhhhh We submerse at 8 pm, my Love…I love you Shhhh, Curls…not a dream, it’s true… I love you Try to sleep, my Love… My Love is not sleeping…okaaay, I don’t say a word…kisses No, it’s not just a dream, Curls…kisses again The higgledy-piggledy One I love… Okaaay…kisses WWWhat can I do, my Love, if you don’t want to speak with me? I love you irremediably…attack au dérriere It’s bedtime for Curls… I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…I hold you, I love you Curls is upside down…all off…tulip-capture… But I’m submersing, Curls… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples and Hills…infinite sweetness…turning the Aussie…rain of trumpets on The Path…a lily on his head…vampire tulips…The Pulse…slipping, landing…lily prison…lost on you… WWWhat can I do, my Love? My Love, I’m heeeeere I won’t say a word, Curls…kisses again… My shell-phone is burning, my Love Curls…kisses Doooon’t be sad, my Love…kisses on the swan lines, octopus-hug…I’m here/ there… Lot of Culprits…I love you… Slipping on that line of candor…vampire tulips…Big Scandal…emergency turn… Arch-cuddle, forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breathe, my Love? A little bit of optimism, Curls… Don’t provoke me, Curls…it’s not just a dream… The One I love OOOh, my Love…I have to go and Curls is sad…I’ll be back at 12:30 pm…until then…I am here/ there…holding you Crazy florals and loving bites… Octopus-hug… I knowww, my Love…infinite longing and sorrow… Lost…your breath, your scent…the touch of your skin…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… Sweeeeet shadow…infinite longing…hugging The Path…seizing the Culprits…kisses on the Lilies Road, up on his Sweetness…lily-storm, tulip-capture…emergency turn…fire… I didn’t get an answer…lost…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…collapse… And how can we do that? What’s in your mind, my Love? Infinite longing I knowww, my Love…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…and what should we do? The Aussie dérriere festival…all off…love-squeeze, loving bites…detour to the front…eating the Aussie…lost in the sand… Deep intrusion…immersion in your eyes…octopus-hug…submersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs, up to heaven…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost beneath…The Great Intrusion…fire…lost in you Bubbling up on the culprits with trumpets and big bells…detour to the front…tulip-capture…lost…silent turn… Come here…rest your curls on the buttercups… OOOh, my Love…On Monday I fly again to Germany, this time I’ll be in Nürnberg for 4 days…tortured Gemini… And this…collapse… I miss you too, my Love…watching your videos and imagining that you talk to me…AAArticulate, Curls…lost in you Me too plus a lot of socks… How was/ is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? AAAhhh…so I’m dreaming…