Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Well…put it on the menu, my Love… Shhhh…no reasons to cry, Curls…I’m always here/ there… I have the right to “snorkel”, Curls… Lily-storm on the curled Aussie I’m flying to Cyprus on Monday and will be there for a week. I wish we could have seen the sea at the end of the street together…. A few loving bites… Do you really have to “snorkel” me all day long, Curls? Promenade with trumpets and bells…up on the lines of candor…kisses on the hips…detour on the Lilies Road, down to the sweets, up on His Sweetness…lily-love, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost… buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging those curls… The Aussie doesn’t like to be turned…well…I like to turn him…all off… Turning the Aussie again…peony-love on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…seizing all the sweets…peony-cuddle…kisses on the Lilies Road…up on His Sweetness…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you Don’t cry, my Love…turning the Aussie…trumpets on the Bells Road…kisses on the Hills…infinite sweetness… And now that I wrote the menu, I continue to starve…for how many months, Curls? Kisses on the neck… My obsessions: the Trumpets Road from in between the Gems to the Mid-Galaxy…the Lilies Road from the Mid-Galaxy to the border, the curve of the tender sides, the hips, the lines of candor, the inner thighs, The Hills AAAnd the sweeeeeet shadow…where to start…vampire tulips…collapse… AAAnd, my Love? Come here…rain of trumpets on The Path, seizing the Hills…tulip-capture…fire…lost How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere Lilied and cuddled…kisses Hold me a little bit, my Love…until 9 pm…His Sweetness knows his way…infinite desire… Curls… I love you Curls has changed the relativity formula… Contact…octopus-hug…seizing all the sweets Okaaay, I move under the sheets… Don’t cry, my Love…I’m here/ there…at your legs… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…aquamarine dreams…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…tulip-love… Contact…hold the board, my Love…hugging the thighs…collapse… My gold and aquamarine dream…octopus-hug…deep intrusion, kisses on the neck, bells on the Gems…fall in the Valley…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses, lily-storm, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… The One I love…all off…rain of trumpets, vampire tulips…fire No, that’s months, Zweistein… Yeah…you set the timeline, Curls…at next summer solstice… Don’t cry, my Love…we have enough socks… Therefore I went for the sock… Don’t know what else to do… Lost in you…eating the Aussie…all off, lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides, kisses on the Trumpets Road, down on the Lilies Road…fall on the sweets…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…all of you, all of him…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire… emergency turn… WWWhy, my Love? Come here…seizing the hills, kisses on the Lilies Road…heaven…tulip-love…The Pulse…fire…lost underneath… My beautiful, angry Aussie…where to start, what to seize? Have you had any sleep, my Love? Hugging the whole, sweet, curled, angry Aussie…rain of kisses…all off, seizing the Hills…turning the Aussie…lily-love, tulip-capture…forced landing…lost on you My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry Contact…fire Curls… Lilied and captured Hold me a little bit, my Love…until 4 pm…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy… The One I love…where to start? I have to go, my most beloved and curled…I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…promenade with trumpets and bells and lilies up to the Bazaar… The Great Intrusion…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…collapse…and now I have to powerpoint…how’s that Curls? WWWhy, Curls? His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy…Lily Scandal As I just “said”, I have to go, my Love…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…fire…