Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I fall on the desk, my Love…kisses, again…I love you…slipping under the sheets…let’s sleep I am entertaining myself, my Love…since you don’t talk to me…lilying the hard statement…lost…forced landing… It’s 1 am in the Middle Kingdom, my Love…small toilet for kids…infinite laughs… Don’t forget that without him we wouln’t have met…and don’t be jealous on a spirit… and I wanted answers, I deserve answers, my Love… Kisses…The Library is only the script… You are The Director, my Love…so please, don’t complain…lilying the statement… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 am…until then…infinite longing…promenade on your body… Any other toga praetexta, my Love? Let’s count 9 months only…it doesn’t sound much better…snorkeling… Of course…there is always the towel praetexta…but I always find the truth underneath… I want to hold you, to kiss you, to arrange the golden curls…to hear your voice talking to me…and I feel delusional…considering that you don’t even speak with me…it’s been two years…what can I hope for? This is my logic, you most beloved… No, my Love…these are facts…and where is the ring, by the way? Kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…lost on the lines of candor…infinite desire…sweets and scandal…seizing The Great Sweetness…lily-storm, vampire tulips…peony-love on the treasure and the secret road…arch-cuddle, forced landing…lost on you…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…deep intrusion…fire …mon derrière… Sure, The Library, where I write and you click…you could write too, my Love… You don’t speak with me, total media blackout, and on the top of everything, now the click freeze… My Love…the Sweet Aussie Daily News it’s now only three pages…how’s that? The fun of the day: In the Gucheng Park – “Turn left, then turn right” And dumplings…crab dumplings… OOOh, my Love…I was about to call the Middle Kingdom Temuland…how wrong I was…the grayness gave way to myriads of light and colors… My most beloved…I’m heeeeere, I’m soooorry, I got lost a little bit… No answer…kisses So I’m imagining all these…then “tell” me the real reason, maybe it would be easier to accept that I am always left outside… Sure…you’re not 15, my Love… Emotional? So, I’m just imagining that you don’t want to speak with me…then what other reason could you have, my Love? Technical, legal? I don’t think so… So how am I supposed to “read” your “answer”? It’s simple, you don’t want to speak with me… Then “tell” me how, my Love? You don’t want to have any direct communication with me…as if I am radioactive… How? If you don’t even talk to me, my Love? In these conditions I feel the ring means that we are not supposed to meet… Why don’t you just call me, my Love? E2E rain of trumpets Arranging the golden curls…I have to go, my Love…going to see The Bund…I’ll be back at 10-11 pm…until then…infinite longing, dreaming that you walk by my side… Put down the guitar, my Love…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses..climbing, slipping…lily prison, jail time…sweeeet prisoner…fire… Lilying the statement, eating the Aussie…lily-storm, hungry tulips…forced landing on the statement…do you feel the lily-cuddles, my Love? Ignition… Our “hibiscus”…lily-love, hungry tulips…switch of oriffice…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…The Great Sweetness on his way (to the oriffice)..lily prison, jail time…hard prisoner…The Pulse…lost in you Unfair work distribution… Sooo? Who’s working, my Love? Deep intrusion…slipping… octopus-hug…hugging the Path, seizing the Hills, kisses on the lines of candor, E2E rain of trumpets and lily-storm on The Great Sweetness, vampire tulips…can’t do it E2E…need to switch the oriffice…forced landing…lily-cuddles, jail time…infinite ecstasy… Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…peony-love on the swan lines, down on the Gems, detour on the tender sides…arch-cuddle, forced landing…lily-cuddles…sweeeet, hard prisoner My Love…what about the Gemini’s logic? Lilying the statement…OOOh…how much I miss you…crazy lilies, vampire tulips…seizing all the sweets and the Hills too…just realized I don’t have so many hands… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere I have to go, my Love…the boss is approaching…what the F…he’s doing here?? I’ll be back at 5 or 6 pm Shanghai time…kisses Come here…buttercups-hug Turning the Aussie…kisses on the Dimples and Hills…detour on the hips…WWWhere is…? turning the Aussie again…lily-love, crazy tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Great Climb-ing…jail time…The Great Council…lost on you… Deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…snorkeling… Why is my Love hiding from me? Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…arch-cuddle… Promenade up on the thighs, lily-storm in the Bazaar…Big Scandal…infinite ecstasy…vampire tulips…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you…The Great Council…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…infinite Love My Love reminded me to not change the subject…our hibiscus…lost in you…deep intrusion…slipping…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…bells on the Lilies Road…lily-fondles on the Great Sweetness, tulip-capture, hungry tulips…eating the Aussie…missing the Aussie…it burns…forced landing…tight hug…lost on you… OOOh, my Love…everything here is a QR code…I am struggling with Alipay and Wechat – the apps they use to make payments…bank cards are considered ancient things here…almost nobody speaks English, except at the hotel and at the company…and even if they do, I can barely understand them because of their strong accent… Home