Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Forgot to mention: hold the board, Curls…lily-storm, crazy tulips…emergency turn…collapse… One…incredibly beautiful…all off… Back to bed, Curls…I have to go…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then I have a lot of decoding to do – in between lilying the Aussie…forced landing… One…fall in heaven…fire, come with me… That very specific energy of the deep, focused, aquamarine silence…besides Claude’s astrological analysis that helped to recognize you, reading it in your eyes… My Love…instead of having so much fun you should talk to me so that I can practice…who knows… maybe I can learn the Aussie accent… Curls should sleep now…sweeeeeet shadow…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…fall in heaven…vampire tulips…silent turn…lost in you Curls is working hard editing the Sweet aussie Daily News…infinite Love…now I have a lot to decode… Curls…it’s 3 am across the Tasman Sea… Kisses and sweet dreams, my Love Oppression…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… One…my most beloved and curled I “said” one exercise, Curls…not a full gym session… Okaaay, one exercise…and you work…the Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost Infinite desire…lost…I have to work, my Love… Since I’m now late with everything, I have to go, my Love…I’m soooorry…and it’s bed time for Curls…tight hug, kisses on the neck…arch-cuddle… One…buttercups-hug And days… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere, I’m soooooorry…I’m sooo tired that I fell asleep again…and I just woke up… Rain of trumpets… One…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug… My Big Romantic…sweeeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…collapse… What about our conversations, my Love? Immersion in the deep aquamarine…deep intrusion…kisses on the neck… I have to go, my most beloved and curled and impertinent…I’ll be back at 12 pm to get Curls to the bed…I love you Noted Curls makes a subtle fun of my English…at the back door Our upside down days Slipping on that line of candor…fall in heaven…hungry tulips…infinite desire…silent turn One…incredibly beautiful… Promenade with trumpets and bells…lily-love, hungry tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost Hugging The Path…eating the Aussie…all of you, all of him…vampire tulips…lost One…so far away… WWWhen? I’m back, my Love… Gimme 10 min, my Love Still in NZ, my Love? I have to fly back to Erlangen on Monday…I’m sick of flying… Anything else, Curls? Some conversation? A trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…seizing the Hills…celestial perspective…heaven…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn…infinite ecstasy… My sweet Aussie is lonely…me too… Kisses on the neck…descending… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Pulse…infinite desire… Curls has taken the position…kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…lily-storm, hungry tulips…forced landing…lost How have you spent your day today, my Love? Arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug… WWWhere is Our Hibiscus from the Sweet Aussie Daily News? One…gold and aquamarine… Sweeeeeeet shadow…seizing the hills…vampire tulips…collapse/ silent turn… You can ‘snorkel’ me…lost Hold the board, Curls…all off…hugging the Path, seizing all the sweets…vampire tulips…emergency turn… You, most beloved…what is to decode, again? Deep intrusion…arranging the golden curls… Home