Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Flat white, self-service…kisses…I love you slipping on the Hills…lost Promenade to Heaven…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…forced landing…fire Infinite Love, infinite ecstasy…HHHow am I going to sleep, Curls? Curls Zweistein and the Quantum theory…I love you Tormented and sad and happy and hopeful and hopeless… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I fall on the desk…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…infinite cuddle, gentle kiss, hungry kiss… Infinite desire…I can’t reach The Great Sweetness… Hoooot summer, hoooot nothingness…my Aussie is far away… Okaaay… Only I have to work… Imprisoned Curls is tired…kisses on the Trumpets road, down on the Lilies Road…emergency capture…vampire tulips…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy…forced landing…deep intrusion… Hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…detour to the Bazaar…lost in sweets and scandal…seizing His Sweetness…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…emergency turn…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…collapse… Sooo…what does ‘Curls’ mean? Gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire Curls…what does ‘Curls’ mean? Your…lost OOOh, my sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping…lily-love, hungry tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost… The sweetness of your being…come here… Anything else on the agenda, Curls? My Love, I’m heeeeeeere…missing the golden curls and the deep aquamarine eyes… I love you…I really have to go, my Love…lilying the Aussie is not part of my job description…infinite laughs… Curls’ logistic operations…all of him.. Do you have the logistics behind it, my Love? Kisses…I love you You wanted to emphasize ‘The ring’, my Love? Infinite smile.. I know who’s Curls, my Love… And Curls wants to marry me…lost My Love, my Love, my Love…back hug, arch-cuddle…what can we do? Locked…all of him… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’ll be in the Valley, occasionally up in the Bazaar among sweets and scandal…infinite Love… Peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire…emergency turn…same question…lost Sweeeeet weight…WWWhen? This is not a productive day…infinite ecstasy… Lilies on the Gems…we are absolutely normal, Curls…deep intrusion…slipping on the Trumpets Road…fall in the Bazaar…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…tulip-capture…forced landing…lost on you… I’m here, you, most beloved…I was thinking… In case of comments, complaints call me, my Love… Sure, my Love…what else? Heaven…small trumpets, but trumpets on Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…lily-fondley, hungry tulips…sweeeeeet hibiscus…lost Folía at day, Folía at night…I thought we agreed EEEverybody is normal, Curls… How way your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? You, my incredibly beautiful, curled Aussie…kisses on the arms I “said” ‘here’ not ‘there’, Curls…infinite ecstasy… I know, my Love…come here… Curls is sleeeeepy…hugging The Path, kisses on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…I forgot the trumpet in the middle…slipping on the Lilies Road…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…Arch-cuddle, slipping, landing slowwwly to not wake him up…fire… Lost…who’s going to powerpoint, my Love? My tormented Curls…come here… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Kisses on the neck, tight hug… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, Powerpoint and eggs… My Love, I have to go…I have a meeting from 8:30…The Egg…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…your should sleep…I hold you, I love you…kisses Heaven…trumpets on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…tulip-capture…infinite ecstasy…emergency turn…lost EEEverybody is normal, my curled Aussie… Home