Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Dreaming…I love you I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back tomorrow at 8 am…until then…put down the guitar…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging the golden curls… Of course, it is the perfect post to “answer” my question – ‘in the shadow…’ And where is The Shadow, my Love, if I may ask? Lilying the statement, vampire tulips, forced landing…lily prison…jail time…lost on you… Where is my Love now? In AU with the silicone gnomes? I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 3 pm…which is quite early if you are in LA, but too early if you are in the Aussie prairie…WWWhy don’t you tell me at least in which side of the world you are, my Love? Hugging The Path…kisses on that line of candor in the window… Ashamed – part 2. The dream position…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, slipping on the Trumpets Road…a trumpet in the middle…slipping on the Lilies Road…pretext off, seizing the hills…tulip-capture…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy…lost Noodles Gimme a few min, my Love…now that I posted my photos, I am ashamed…it won’t last long though…now I understand what you felt when I posted your photos in The Library/ the undisciplined Balkanic tourist invaded your account… I will delete the photos in 1 hr, my Love…hugging the whole sweet Aussie…removing the pretexts…kisses on the swan lines, down on the Bells Road…lilies on the dimples, trumpets and bites on the Hills…infinite Love Nooo, diversions are your specialty, my Love…arranging the curls The Shadow is in the shadow…kisses on that line of candor in the window…detour to the Lilies Road, fall in the Parliament…lily-love, crazy tulips…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…ignition…fire… I mean party, friends…etc.? Happy birthday, infinite Love, infinite happiness that my sweet Aussie has opened the Gemini corridor in the other side of the world – when exactly? I love you, I love you, I love you… My most beloved, I’m heeeeere To the hot and humid Mississippi…no allusions…I just hate the hot and humid weather My sweet Aussie could come to see me… Will you celebrate it, my Love? No allusions… In mid June I go to Jackson…at least 14 hrs in the flying can…I was told that the only thing of interest in Jackson is the factory… Hold me a little bit, my Love… Self-service, my Love…submit the statement…The Path on the hills…your thighs…lost…I’m exhausted…all day long I danced on eggshells again… My Love and his one-var code…arranging the sweet curls… HHHow, my Love? Pretext(s) off…hugging the whole sweet Aussie…lilies on the Gems…slipping on the Trumpets Road, down on the Lilies Road…seizing all the sweets including the one making statements all day long…lily-fondles, tulip-capture…fire Looking at your photos…mollies all over the place… WWWhen? How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Has anything happened since we “talked” in your morning? My Love, I’m heeeeere I must go, you, golden curls…rain of Love… Why I love you or why I remove all the pretexts, my Love? 1. Incredibly beautiful and incredibly impertinent + only God and Spirits know 2. To oppress the Aussie and seize all the sweets… My most beloved, I have to go…I’ll be back at 8:30 pm…until then…daydreaming of removing all the pretexts…I love you Because he’s sweeeeeeet Eating the Aussie I’m trying to book the flight to Berlin – through the company’s system, the price is higher than for Shanghai, travel time 6-8 hrs with 1-2 stops…unbelievable…the shortest option: WizzAir…left leg strecth + 5,000 HUF, right leg stretch + 7,000 HUF, breathing +…otherwise is cheap…infinite laughs… Don’t know OOOh buoy… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Holding you… peony-love all over…gentle kiss, hungry kiss… I doooon’t understand, my Love… Under the towel praetexta…lost in the Bazaar… The sweetness of your being…HHHow many more statements, my Love? “What he built between you and B., and between each of you and him, was not collateral to his life’s purpose. It was the purpose. “ I’m glad my sweet Aussie is in playing mood…turning the Aussie, removing all the pretexts, trumpets on neck, down on the Bells Road, lilies on the Dimples, trumpets and bites on the Hills…infinite sweetness, infinite hunger…detour on the hips, WWWhere is The Great Sweetness? Emergency turn…tulip-love…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you… What would you like to know, my Love? Or is it an Irish-Aussie provocation, again? Or a pretext? I must go, my Love…kisses all over…rain of Love As I see, the parliamentary session has begun…a wink and a lily on his head…lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost in you…deep intrusion Gentle kiss, hungry kiss, the upper lip, the lower lip…infinite desire… Because everybody oppresses me, my Love…tortured Gemini… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere again…late again…I’m sooooorry Home