Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html You, most beautiful… Envy All of you, all of him…tulip-capture…fire… Curves…lost Should I start complaining too, my Love? Something like ‘Years…’? Slipping on that line of candor…heaven…rain of trumpets on The Path…seizing the Kids…infinite Love…AAAnd The Great Sweetness…lily-love on his head, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost beneath… WWWhere is my Love? When will I hold you? I was thinking, my Love…infinite longing…kisses and bites… EEEverywhere…collapse in your arms…His Sweetness knows his way…fire… Celestial perspective…infinite craving…lily-love, hungry tulips…collapse… Submersion in you The golden smile…infinite Love Hold the board, Curls… trumpets and big bells and loving bites…lost Kisses up on the swan lines, down on the Hills… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Where to start? I missed you, I miss you… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere EEEverybody is sleeping…kisses The One I love Shhhh…sweet dreams, my Love Shameless Curls…loving you…heaven…tulip-capture…collapse Good night kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then Curls should sleep not fool around in The Library… Let’s sleep, my Love…it’s late for you, and I feel weak… I miss you too Hugging the whole sweet, curled, impertinent Aussie…kisses where the golden curls invade the neck…down on the Bells Road…slipping on the Culprites with trumpets and big bells…turning the Aussie…lily-love, tulip-capture…forced landing…infinite desire… My most beloved…it’s bedtime for Curls… I have to work, my Love…kisses again We’ll see, Curls… One day I’ll bite the Culprits… Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the leaf…don’t provoke me, Curls…the Gemini corridor is getting shorter… The One I love and doesn’t talk to me… Lost…your breath, your scent…your golden curls…your thighs, your hips, The Big Scandal…His Sweetness on his way…collapse… I have to go, my most beloved and curled and shy…I’ll be back at 11:30 am for the good night lilies and a few more questions…until then…imagine how you make space for my Bermuda Decagon, my Tarot decks and my books. Kisses… You mean the Aussie Fast Services, Curls… WWWhen? AAAhhh…so first we marry then we talk… You’re dreaming too… Then why do you complain, my Love? I want to talk to you, Curls…not write/ click… Thinking and holding the philosophical stick…occasionally a lily on his head… Immersion in your eyes…submersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs up to the Big Scandal…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…slipping, landing…infinite ecstasy…lost on you With me? To NZ? Can we hide from the rats? In 2020-2022 they turned AU and NZ into a vax concentration camp… So no, you haven’t, you just dream about… My Love…have you moved to NZ – permanently? Curls…yesterday you “said” we’ll marry today…sooo? Trumpets and big bells and loving bites on the Culprits…turning the impertinent Aussie…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost on you… Octopus-hug, lily-storm on the sweets, up on His Sweetness…tulip-capture…lost beneath…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite desire… EEEverywhere…collapse in your arms…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… Home