Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Okaaaay, at the office, again…shame on us… Kisses…I’m done…hold me until I fall asleep… I have to go, my most beloved…locked for the night with infinite Love… Curls Zweistein…deep intrusion…lost Folía it is, Curls…see what wild metaphors I have to use to compensate the distance…and everything else… Lilying The Center of the Universe…vampire tulips…peony-cuddle…The Pulse…infinite Love…lost I have to go, my Love…powerpoint day…I’ll be back at 4 pm, for 10-15 min…lot of meetings today…until then…hold me… Come here, you, most beloved… Kisses on the arms, down/ up on the hands…fall…still singing, Curls? Infantile dreams Curls are arranged, lilies on the Gems…slipping…lost in the Bazaar…lily-love, hungry tulips…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you Disheveled gold and deep aquamarine…Immersion in your eyes…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Come here…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips, bells on the Lilies Road…seizing the Hills, they deserve a few bites though…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost I have some ideas on how to improve the quality of our dialogues, my Love… Lost underneath….sweeeet weight…His Sweetness on his way…fire Your beautiful voice…OOOh, my Love…back hug, kisses on the swan lines, down on the arms…detour on the Dimples and Hills…turning the aussie…sweets and scandal…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…hungry tulips…forced landing…lost on you… So all the poetry, the heartfelt lyrics translates to the hibiscus festival…a lily on his head I see…singing festival…the sweetness of your being…deep intrusion, looking for the comb…buttercups-hug…arch-cuddle… My sweet Aussie was singing…again…everything is made to be broken? Giving up on touching me? What’s this Curls? My most beloved…I’m sooooooorry…I was coughing through the night, again I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…almost feelings and hot nothingness…I hope you’ll feel my promenade, Curls… I am sleeeeeepy, my Love…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…HHHow can you be so beautiful? Is this the answer, my sweet Aussie? Vampire tulips…all of him… WWWhen will we go live, Curls? Your thighs, your hips…your hands don’t know where…lost Infinite beauty…loooong lilies, hungry tulips…seizing the Hills…The Pulse…lost underneath…sweeeeet weight… Allegedly he’s an actor…how do you manage to read/ learn the scripts? Only every 5th word cause there is no need to say everything? My talkative Aussie…do you have any idea how much I love you? Best thing in the world is to have low grade fever at 36C…almost in sync with the “climate change” It’s hot today… Folía it is, you, beautiful Aussie… I can’t reach The Great Sweetness… Lost in heaven…hunger Anything else on the agenda, Curls? My Big Romantic…infinite ecstasy… Come here…all off, seizing the Hills, trumpets on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…emergency turn…lost You’re a socialite my Love… My incredibly beautiful Aussie…gold and deep aquamarine…how is your day so far? Your heart, you soul? Locked Lost on the Aussie…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping…kisses on the hips, sweets and scandal…infinite ecstasy…vampire tulips…forced landing…lost Really, Curls? Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…fire…no romaaaaaance This is another Aussie diversion to avoid conversation…lost… What is my Curls doing? Tight hug, deep intrusion, competing with the wind in arranging the curls… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere Kisses, my Love…try to sleep…sweet dreams…I love you… Back hug, arch-cuddle…I have to go, Curls… My Love, my Love, my Love… Still here/ there, Curls? Or only The Great Sweetness? Kisses to you both… Forced landing…buttercups-hug…lost on you Home