Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Curls, meanwhile I’m listening into the workshop… Home Locking The Great Sweetness, they want to onboard me…I’ll be back after midnight, my Love…deep intrusion… Loving you…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…sweets and scandal…infinite ecstasy…lily fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse… fire… Control Tower: who’s submersing first? Lot of whales, Curls… Apple-Cheeks was inspected (f-em them all), waiting for onboarding…coughing and sneezing… what a misery, my Love… I go to the bus station, my love…I’ll write from Munich…kisses Okaaay…kisses on the hips…tulip-love…The Pulse…fire No My beautiful Aussie…gold and deep aquamarine… Oooh, my Love…the only thing I’m ready for is a bed or a sauna…I saw Curls dancing with the whales… I had to buy a suitcase, to find a place to transfer everything to the new suitcase, to eat, to wait for the taxi to Nuremberg, to find the bus station, to find “warm” bottled water…to find a place to sit…no benches in the bus station… My Love, I’m heeeeere, I’m sooooorry, I’m exhausted and I don’t feel well… Don’t leave out the cap and coat, cause I’m cold, my Love…kisses I’m watiting for months/ years my Love… Closed until 4 pm, Curls…I love you…try to sleep… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at around 4 pm from Nuremberg, with a new luggage…until then…I’ll be exploring The Valley…and you should sleep…kisses Hard dictatorship…infinite ecstasy… Celestial perspective…seizing the Hills…vampire tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath… Curls is making very transparent allusions…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…arranging those curls… I bought it because I liked that nuance of blue…molly logic…I thought it will resist at least 10 flights…this was the third…lily-fondles, tulip-love… And I have to buy a new luggage…this good quality – blue and made in the Middle Kingdom – is broken, I just noticed… I can’t wait to fly back to Budapest…this 10C in the morning and 28C in the afternoon it’s too much of a temp. difference for me… Tormented it was, my Love…I could bearly breath…my nose was out of order…it was terrible… All of you, all of him…imprisoned… Lost…I can’t reach His Sweetness…hugging your thighs…kisses on the Lilies Road, detour on the hips…tulip-capture…fire… Kisses, wish me good night, my Love…which means I am happy if I can breath… Are you here/ there, my Love, or am I just reshuffling the impertinence? All of him, all of you…but now I am going to bed, my Love… Really, Curls? OOOh, my Love…and I’m coughing like a donkey…what am I going to do tomorrow at the office and at the airport?… Tormented they are, my Love…sore throat, I can’t breath…no fish… all off…kisses on the Dimples and Hills…detour on the hips…Big Scandal…turning the Aussie…lily-storm, tulip-love, forced landing…lost Tomorrow I fly back to Budapest; kind of… first by bus to Munich, and then fly from Munich to Budapest…don’t know why we need to flights to get to an European city…nowadays there should be direct flights or direct fast trains to all European cities, there is enough energy, fuel and space for everyone…but the rats want to create and maintain the illusion of scarcity and overpopulation… Slipping…lily-love on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…seizing all the sweets…peony-cuddles, lily-fondles on The Great Scandalous Sweetness…hungry tulips…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…fire… Dolphin no. 2: I didn’t say a word, Curls… Oppressing The Original, forced landing Conservative 5 Bobby-treatment… On the Lilies Road…loving you, mean Curls… A wink and a lily on his head… Mean Curls… I’m sooooorry, my Love…I am packing and checking in and I am ill and lonely….Curls and the whales…lost My Love, I’m heeeeeeere My empathic Aussie… I’m ill, Curls…I don’t feel well… I’m tired, my Love…I move to bed…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’ll be in the Valley, holding and lilying the sweets… My incredibly beautiful Aussie at the other end of the Gemini corridor…the only thing I’m ready for today is to sleep… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere, hold me a little bit…