Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Kisses I love you Forced landing Doooon’t snorkel me, my Love..I fall on the desk… The One I love I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…tomorrow it will be a long day…I’ll be back at 7 am…until then…lost under the sheets… Submersion under the towel praetexta…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire…emergency turn… What character did you play, my Love? Curls is spinning the molly…lost… This sounds better, my Love…I don’t have to climb…sweeeet weight…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… Promenade with trumpets and bells up on the lines of candor…detour to heaven…lily-fondles, vampire tulips on His Sweetness…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you… When the massage lady asked me to step down from the table and turn around, I almost asked, “Are you kidding me?” So before the fish it was the ice cream… This happened just before I left my backpack behind… I ordered an Americano (which is, by the way, how the Greeks and Italians imagine American coffee) with a scoop of vanilla ice cream on the side, plus two more scoops, chocolate and lemon, in a separate bowl. And this is what I got. That’s what happens when crazy Gemini overcomplicates things…not sure how the strawberry got into the picture cause I didn’t order it…infinite laughs… My sweet Aussie has a lot to “say” at the back door…he would like to hear my voice…you sure, Curls? Infinite smile…I have a lot to “say”… My Love is upset… Immersion in your eyes…kisses on the swan lines, lilies on the Gems…rain of trumpets on the tender sides, down on the hips…round tour on the Dimples and Hills…kisses on the hips…back to the front…lilies on the Lilies Road, down to heaven…up on His Sweetness with hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you And he took off my pyjama…sweeeet weight…the Path on the path, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…lily-cuddles…fire… And you, my Love? What happened/ not happened on your grey day? Kisses on the neck…all off…slipping… Crazy Gemini…at least I found my backpack at the reception…and the fish stayed…infinite laughs… My most beloved…what can I do? Mine started like a relatively quiet day until I left my backpack on the beach…then I booked a massage for 6 pm and I forgot about and had lunch at 4:30 to 5 pm…I ate a sea bream…then I got the email reminder about the massage and ran back to the hotel…I had to fill in a medical questionnaire and I was wondering whether to mention my fish-condition….During the session I was really afraid that she will massage the fish out of me…fortunately the fish stayed… I miss you too, my Love…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging those curls and that collar… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Doooon’t snorkel me…it’s hard… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere, I couldn’t write… Contact…my point of reflection… Just hours, Zweistein…I love you Contact…immersion in the Valley…I have to go, my Love…kisses again. The One I love and drives me crazy… Would it be so hard to add a new var signaling your presence, my Love? Are you here/there, my Love? I’m rolling the same 2-3 variations…kisses Curls is not “talking” to me… Curls is tired, it’s bedtime, my Love…I’ll be back at 9pm…until then…I’ll imagine my Aussie talking to me… Any other topics, Curls? Yeah…that’s definitely my sweet Aussie…angelic view…lily-love, tulip-capture…collapse underneath… Are you here/ there, my Love? Curls…is this the morning snorkeling? Deep intrusion, kisses on the neck… Yesterday I was following another Cypriot specimen, a ginger one this time, when she suddenly slipped into what looked like an art studio. I peeked inside, but she had vanished, the way Cypriot felines do once they’ve led you somewhere. So I took a photo of the door instead. What is my Love doing now? My Love, I’m heeeeeere…saying ‘good bye’ to the sea… All of you The One I love I have to go, my Love…I’m late…the sun is shining in my face…I’m sooooorry…I’ll be back at 12-1 pm…until then…all off-aqua dreams… Slipping…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…up on the Lilies Road, down to the border…a wink and a lily on his head…vampire tulips…The Pulse…hot hardness…turning the Aussie…lost underneath…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… Don’t know… WWWhat is my Love doing now? All of you, all of him…lily-love, tulips-capture…lost underneath…I couldn’t find the sweeeeet shadow photo… Don’t know…