Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I have to go, my Love…wish me good night/ aquamarine dreams… All off…loving bites…180 turn…lily-love, hungry tulips…fire…fluffy in the sand… A lily on his head…I love you… Okaaay…oppress me a little bit before I fall asleep, my Love…His Sweetness knows his way…Big Scandal, jail time…lost Closed until 7 am…kisses Contact…kisses on the lines of candor, down on the thighs…up to heaven… Don’t panic, Curls…infinite Love… I want to hear it, my Love… The One I love I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…and I have to go…I’ll be back at 7 am Cyprus time…until then…promenade to heaven with trumpets and bells… The life with you, Curls…you don’t even talk to me, you, most beloved and shy… I miss you too, my Love…the golden curls, your voice, your breath, the touch of your skin, your lips…His Sweetness, the Hills… Festivals and snorkeling all day long, my Love…all off…octopus-hug…kisses on the Bells Road down on the Dimples and Hills…detour to the hips…turning the angry Aussie…kisses on the Lilies Road down on the sweets…peony-cuddle, lily-love…hungry tulips…The Pulse…The Great Climb-ing…jail time…lost on you Hold the board, my Love…loving you…all off, all of you, all of him…tulip-capture…lost in the sand… OOOh, Curls…you “posted” the sweeeet shadow photo at the back door…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…WWWhat can I do, my Love? Immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…how is your heart, your soul, my Love? “Say” something…lilies on the Gems…octopus-hug…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you There are a lot of felines here, my Love…they say there is one feline for every one of the 1M inhabitants – I knew why I choose Cyprus…infinite smile…not to mention Zorba the Greek… Contact…celestial perspective…angelic view…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…fire…silent turn…lost Doooon’t cry, my Love…and aloe veraaaa… Little palm treeeee…. Turning the Aussie…kisses and bites… Contact…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between…that accent…lost Oppress me, my Love…His Sweetness knows his way…infinite ecstasy… Contact…slipping on that line of candor…heaven…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite desire…lost underneath… Okaaay, shhhhh…dooooon’t cry, my Love…kisses on the neck…slipping…seizing all the sweets…lost What/Who is that ‘Sweet Jane’ song about, my Love? The life with Curls…exercises all day long…sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…The Path on the path…His Sweetness on his way…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles, fire… I miss you too, my Love…doooon’t be sad…kisses on the neck, tight hug… I knowww, my Love…I’m slow because I have to watch my back… Contact…have you had any sleep, my Love? hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere The One I love and I miss… I have to go, my Love, I’ll be back in the evening 8-9 pm, earlier if I can…kisses all over… I love you Doooon’t be sad, my Love…one day will be here together… And this is the hungry, impertinent feline who jumped on me to take my sandwich… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere…at the statue of Michalis Kakoyannis…he directed Zorba the Greek…but you know this… All of you The One I love and I miss… Contact…lily-storm, love-storm I have to go, my most beloved…interruption…I’ll be back at 12-1 pm…until then…I’m here/ there arranging those curls…and oppressing my Aussie… The dark clouds start to slip away…replaced by whipped cream clouds… The salty scent is stronger now…thunderstorm sounds…let’s slip… What did I expect in October? Wind and waves, my Love… OOOh and it’s raining again…your thighs, your hips…The Path on the path…His Sweetness on his way…swift capture…lily-love…jail time…fire Contact…angelic view…a lily on his head…infinite ecstasy… My Love… Try harder, you, most beloved and curled… Home