Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…have you had any sleep, my Love? Home Curls… One…curls, gold and deep aquamarine… I have to go, my Love…I didn’t want to capture The Great Sweetness, yet it happened…kisses…I’ll be back at 9 pm, I go to physiotherapy today…can’t wait to be tortured… Me too…upwards…celestial perspective…seizing the Hills, lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The pulse…lost in you… Heaven…kisses on the Lilies Road…vampire tulips…fire Lost…and who’s doing the powerpoint? All of you…all of him later…I can’t stay now, Curls…I love you…from the top to the toes and back under the leaf… Missing my Aussie…it burns… Kisses, again…up to the Bazaar…I love you All of you, all of him… Kisses… A trumpet/ square inch of Curls…lost on you… Tulip-Love…Lost underneath…sweeeeeet weight…The Great Intrusion…fire One…thighs… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 12 pm for 10-15 min…are you still in NZ, Curls? Nooo…don’t “tell” me anything…until then…thinking of you, always thinking of you… Well…bending at this angle early in the morning…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lost in you One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…arch-cuddle…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines… Don’t know what I’ve done, but if you “say” so, Curls… Kisses on the tender sides, down on the lines of candor…celestial perspective…lily-storm on the sweets…Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…sweeeeeet shadow…lost underneath… Okaaay…lost Come here… Or at least to hear you voice…not singing… Me too, Curls…I want to hold you, to kiss you, to…not to click… Infinite desire…your…lost All of him, all of you…lost underneath…His Sweetness on his way… I’m soooorry…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’l be snoring and dreaming of you… Sweeeeet shadow…peony-love, lily-fondles…vampire tulips…lost in you… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I fall on the desk…lost I knowww, my Love…and who’s fault is that we’re both clicking? All of you, all of him… Kisses all over…let’s sleep… I love you…deep intrusion…buttercups-hug…gems-kisses on the glasses…can you breathe, Curls? Oppression, deep intrusion….lilies on the Gems…slipping…hugging the thighs…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing… Circadian folly…infinite desire… OOOh…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the neck, down on the Dimples and Hills…all off…down on the hips…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…all of him…lost…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… Soul to soul: how was/ is your day, my most beloved? Your heart, your soul? Hugging the whole sweet, curled tormented Aussie…the remedy… Well, my Love…if you don’t talk to me, I entertain myself making all sorts of assumptions…lost That must be beautiful too, considering the sweeeeeet shadow…a lily on his head….lost You, most beautiful…gold and deep aquamarine…infinite Longing… His Sweetness was implied, Curls…do I have to be explicit? Loving you…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle…buttercups-hug…arranging those curls… Curls makes fun of my driving skills too… Heaven…lost on the Lilies Road…seizing the hills…tulip-capture…fire… Lot of offshore activities…kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…down on the thighs, up on the thighs…vampire tulips…lost in you…I love you The Control Tower: Who’s exploring whom, Curls? Only the marketing…WWWhen? Kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips, down on the lines of candor…seizing His Sweetness…Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…lost in you…emergency turn… OOOh…kisses on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples and Hills… turning the aussie…forced landing… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere