Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I have to go, my Love…kisses again… All of you, all of him…lily-love, hungry tulips…jail time Disheveled gold, deep aquamarine…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Online self-service, you most beloved and curled… I’m ready too, Curls…so what? Hot nothingness and aquamarine silence…. It’s bed time for Curls, and I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…immersion in you Descending with trumpets and bells on that line of candor…heaven…vampire tulips, the captive Pulse…silent turn…fire One day I’ll eat you, Curls…I guess that won’t need much decoding… Deep intrusion, immersion in your eyes…kisses on the neck, lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides slipping on the hips…down on the outer arch, up on the inner arch…seizing all the sweets…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…forced landing…infinite desire… All of you, all of him…kisses on the neck, lilies on the Gems…slipping The touch of your skin, your hands, your lips…lost Okaaay…then you work, my Love… Celestial perspective…fire Heavenly shadow…hugging the thighs, seizing the Hills…vampire tulips…silent turn…lost How was your evening, my Love? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry I’m done Kisses again, you, most beautiful… Curls…what did I just “say”? Kisses on the neck, slipping on the Trumpets Road… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 1 pm…until then…immersion in the aquamarine dream…I love you The touch of your skin, your hands, your lips…infinite ecstasy… Fire…celestial perspective…angelic view…lily-storm, hungry tulips…lost underneath…collapse Promenade with trumpets and bells…tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite sweetness…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, forced landing…lily prison, lily-cuddles…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…infinite ecstasy… With trumpets and bells to Heaven…seizing all the sweets octopus-mode, vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn All of you, all of him…kisses on the neck, trumpets on the arms, up/ down on the hands, arch-cuddle (all off), buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…fire Infinite desire…your hands, the touch of your skin…your lips…lost The One I love…gold and aquamarine dream All off…hold the board, my Love…all of you, all of him…hugging the thighs, kisses on the Lilies Road, down on the border…a lily on his head…collapse…vampire tulips…silent turn… EEEverybody is normal… Lost in your beauty…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…detour on the tender sides with peony-love…slipping on the hips with trumpets and bells…down on the outer arch of the thighs…up on the inner arch…lily-storm on the sweets…seizing The Great Sweetness…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…infinite desire… All of you, all of him…slipping on that line of candor…seizing the Hills, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness, lost… My most beloved is lonely…infinite sadness…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arch-cuddle…arranging those curls… Our Hibiscus as breaking news…infinite smile…collapse No conversation, no romaaaaance…eating the Aussie…sweeeeet shadow…seizing the Hills lily-love, kisses on the thighs…vampire tulips…lost How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on the neck…slipping My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, the alarm music has embedded itself in my dream…not my fault… Home All of you, all of him…straitpijama…kisses again I love you…kisses from the top to the toes and back to the sweet shadow…ecstasy… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, sad Aussie…kisses on the neck, arch-cuddle…all off, turning the sad Aussie…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing…infinite ecstasy… I knowww you’re lonely, my Love…infinite sadness…infinite cuddle Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…slipping with crazy florals…vampire tulips…forced landing…what did I just “say”, Curls? I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…deep aquamarine dreams… Sweeeeet weight…The Great Intrusion…lost One afternoon in Erlangen I went to buy mineral water at a big Aldi nearby….My Love, it looked like wartime, or a major crisis. Most of the shelves were half empty or completely empty, and there was no staff anywhere. I went to pay: there was one self-checkout with a long queue, and a regular till where a human was supposed to be serving, which was empty – there was a queue here too, a shorter one, made up of mollies in hijabs. I joined the hijab queue, not wanting to test my German on the self-checkout. I waited about 15 minutes – only because I had drifted off into a reverie – but nobody came…. I was about to leave when a guy finally showed up, running to the till. It was surreal. Full of myself…don’t know why… Sweet line of candor…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…descending into heaven…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost underneath…arch-cuddle, seizing the Hills…lily prison…jail time…fire Turning the Aussie…all off, celestial perspective, kisses on the thighs up to heaven…vampire tulips…all of him…hot velvet, hot hardness…silent turn… Kisses on the Bells Road… Is my Aussie still filming?