Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Curls… Our whispers… Kisses all over…all off-aquamarine dreams I really have to go, you, most beloved…the powerpoint day has started and I am still in pyjama (with “y”)… Contact…kisses on that line of candor…tulip-capture…fire…lost underneath… I’m laughing at my posts…and at you, Curls…you know how to choose them…I feel that sweet Aussie impertinence behind the selection…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… I have to go, my Love…I forgot the powerpoint…cause is forgettable…I’ll be back at 5 pm…lot of meetings… This is who I am, Curls… Reading the Sweet Aussie Daily News…I can’t believe that I wrote those…well… Contact…deep intrusion, kisses on the neck, detour on the swan lines…fall… My dream promenade with trumpets and bells…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses ‘Snorkeling’ was not an option, you, most beloved and curled…lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…celestial perspective…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…infinite ecstasy… Which one, Curls? The Ring, again…is this “never” or “when we marry”, Curls? AAAnd the conversation, Curls? I’m back, my Love… I knowww, my Love…interruption… Eating Curls…rain of trumpets, seizing the Hills…lily-storm, vampire tulips…collapse…silent turn… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeeeere…missing you…it burns… Home Curls… Kisses all over…you, most beloved and curled… HHHow many weeks? Lily prison Fire…lost Protest… I’m here/ there, my Love… Contact…reverie… HHHow many…lost I love you Straitpijama and whispers in The Aether… What can I do, my Love? I’m sleeeeepy, my most beloved and curled…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…aquamarine dreams…all off… Click-freeze or multitasking, my Love? Atta conversation, Curls… What is my Love doing today? Love-squeeze All of you, all of him…hold the board, my Love… Heaven…seizing the Hills, a lily in the middle, trumpets on the hips…kisses on the Lilies Road…up on His Sweetness…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…infinite desire…silent turn…collapse Infinite sorrow…lost Curls is always sad and he’s hiding it…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses… The sadness at the end of the affichage…my Love, my Love, my Love… Hold me a little bit, my Love…and talk to me… Anything else you’d like to add, Curls? Gold and aquamarine impertinence…deep intrusion… Contact…WWWhere? Loving you…arranging those curls…deep intrusion…immersion in your eyes…lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides…rain of trumpets on The Path…kisses on the thighs up to the sweets…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on you… HHHow is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? AAAnd The Little Soul? Kisses on the Lilies Road…fall…celestial perspective…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…fire… You exercise…I rest… Hiding in heaven… Sooo, Curls is contemplating…(mollies EEEverywhere…)