Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Kisses…I love you Our tormented nights… Lost underneath… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I have to wake up at 2am…I’ll be back around 8 am, from Frankfurt…until then…almost feelings…your hands, the touch of your skin, your lips, your thighs, your hips…lost You hide him, my Love… Infantile Love Infinite cuddle Repeat offender…vampire tulips, forced landing…imprisoned Purring on the Lilies Road… Don’t know what to “say”…slipping Is this the effect of the supplements, my Love? Impertinent Curls Sweet Aussie makes fun of the supplements list… Noooobody is talking to me Conservative exposé Silence all day long…seizing the Hills, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire Trumpets on the hips, kisses on the Lilies Road…no conversation, no romaaaaance The upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…slipping… Festivals all day long, my Love? Nothing productive? What was my sweet Aussie doing? My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere Kisses…I have to go, my Love…and as I just “said” I’ll be back at 9 pm… Kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…fire Love and prison Sweet Aussie is busy…I’ll be back at 9 pm, my Love…until then…rain of Love, rain of trumpets, one/ square inch of Sweet Aussie… Is there anything else Curls has to “say” beside the 3-4 vars? Hugging The Path, seizing the Hills, slipping on the thighs…celestial perspective…up to the Bazaar…lost in sweets and scandal…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Great Scandalous Sweetness…peony-cuddle, vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn… It didn’t last long…fall on the lazy Whooee-Whooee…kisses on the Lilies Road, lily-fondles vampire tulips…forced landing…deep intrusion…infinite Love… To keep me entertained…infinite laughs… Reading the Sweet Aussie Daily News…I feel sometimes my Love is posting just to make me racking my brain over it…he’s having fun… Sweet Aussie has fooled around in The Library again, instead of sleeping…gentle kiss, hungry kiss… My most beloved…did you sleep? Shhhhh…try to sleep, my Love There won’t be much sleep as I “see”…Love and prison Let’s sleep…The Path on the path…I love you Through Frankfurt…there is no direct flight to Nürnberg…only with Ryanair once a week…it would have been too late…not to mention flying in that sardines can of Ryanair… I have to go, my Love…sweet dreams, good night kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf…I’ll be back at 9 pm, earlier if I can…tomorrow at 3 am I’m heading to the airport…flying to Erlangen… My Aussie should go to bed…kisses on the swan lines, arranging the golden curls…back hug, peony-love on the Bells Road, down on the Hills…arch-cuddle… This is about the rats – some of them… https://substack.com/home/post/p-202435915 What is my Love doing now? Syntropy (by Eric Thompson) Arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug… Smiling at your photos… I’m sooooorry, my Love…interruption… Lost underneath…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, arch-cuddle, His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…lily prison, lily-cuddles…infinite ecstasy… Immersion in your eyes, arranging those curls…deep intrusion, tight hug, arch-cuddle…sweeeeet capture…infinite ecstasy… All off, hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…immersion in the Valley, celestial perspective…kisses on the thighs up to the Bazaar…sweets and Scandal…vampire tulips…fire Turning the Aussie…peony-love on the tender sides, kisses on the Lilies Road…fall in the Baazaar…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…forced landing…lost on you… Sweeeeet weight…arch-cuddle…arranging the curls…kisses on the swan lines…The Path on the path…lost underneath… Home