Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html My most beloved…for now I’ll dance alone in the midnight at the JXN airport…to celebrate the landing…I’ll write from the hotel…kisses all over…I love You Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…kisses on the swan lines, pretexts off, back hug, kisses on the Dimples and Hills…infinite sweetness…turning the Aussie, lily-storm, tulip-love…forced landing…The Pulse…fire At midnight we should be dancing in the woods… Oooh, my Love…this is the Summer Solstice, our day! Is my Love, here/ there? I’m missing my Aussie…what is he doing now? I’m heeeeeere, my Love, embarked for ATL after I ran for 50 min through the whole f-ing Schiphol because they changed the gate… I love you I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back between 3 and 4 pm if I can…until then infinite craving…to hear your voice…at least Talking to you…it burns… We could open a boutique… What has my Love realized, again? Promenade to the Bazaar with trumpets and bells…lily-storm, vampire tulips…arch-cuddle, forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose Deep intrusion, slipping…kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…fall in the Bazaar…lily fondles, hungry tulips…lost underneath… Don’t know what my sweet Aussie is trying to tell me in the summary…love-squeeze deep intrusion…arch-cuddle My Love has posted another reel…sweet Aussie and his bike…but it disappeared…like the other one… My Love, I’m heeeeeere I love you…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…lost in between I know, my Love, i hold you, I love you…I have to go, mine will be an exhausting one… His Majesty can wait until morning to make the festival…infinite Love Please take care of yourself, my Love…first of all you should sleep that 7 hrs My sweet, tortured Aussie…what can I do? My Love have lost weight…why? Is my Love busy? The self-absorbed Great Sweetness…infinite Love…infinite desire…lily-love, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost What is my Love doing now? Golden curls in the wind…lost in you I have to go, my Love…need to finish packing and still have to do go through some Powerpoint misery…’cause I went swimming today…I’ll be back…at 8 am for 10-15 min and maybe sometime after 3 pm when I arrive in Amsterdam… Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire…slipping, landing…The Pulse Kisses on the thighs, up on the lines of candor, up on the hips, down in the Bazaar…Peony-love, tulip-capture…lost…emergency turn… Lot of socks, my Love…I’m in the middle of the Bermuda decagon, packing for tomorrow… EEEverbody ran to baths or to Balaton or to Croatia…the streets were empty today… My Love doesn’t give up on the solarium operations…it’s 38C here, my Love…Budapest, Hungary is a sauna…we are all panicked and calculate our carbon footprint…infinite laughs EEEverybody hurts my Aussie… What was that very short reel about, my Love? Who “booted”, my sweet Aussie? I couldn’t read it fully, it disappeared. My Love, I’m back…it took longer, I’m sooooorry Gimme 10 min my Love Loooong lily-fondles Imprisoned My Big Romantic…kisses on the thighs, up to the Parliament…Big Scandal…lily-storm, vampire tulips…arch-cuddle, forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lost on you Realization, AAAnd? It’s my birthday…wine in the silver glow…at least I celebrate myself if my sweet Aussie has forgotten… Romaaaance at the back door, exposé at the front door…hugging The thighs, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost in you…fire My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, there is always something or someone who blows up my plans… I love you I have to go, my Love…I came to “say” that I’m sorry for scolding you for posting the photos with the molly – if the photos are old…otherwise the scolding is still valid. Kisses. Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…rain of Love, lily-storm… But I am still half pissed for the forgotten ‘happy birthday’…this is the 2nd time Are you here/ there, my Love? If so, I’m soooooorry My Love, are those old photos? No title Now that we have covered our agenda, you should go to bed, and I have to go, my Love…kisses…I’ll be back at 9 pm Home