Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I’m back, my Love Gimme 10 min, my Love… Tomorrow I have to go to the office… Right, my Love…I didn’t sleep much…hold me a little bit more…His Sweetness knows his way…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…fire… On the reflection point, holding the philosophical stick…occasionally a lily on his head… Purring/ bubbling on the Hills… Emotional… The One I love Slipping…deep intrusion, immersion in your eyes…octopus-hug…landing…lost HHHow was/ is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere Emotional…your beautiful hands…kisses again… Mr. “All” or “Nothing”…kisses Call me, my Love…I allow you to make fun of my English… I love you…AAArticulate, Curls…infinite smile… The One I love Only on the Hills? I use to visit the front too…quite often, Curls… OOOh…our nights, my Love…do you feel me? I’ll hold’em too… At this hour, my Love, that’s the max speed…I have to go, you most beloved and impertinent…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’ll hold you Hugging The Path, eating the Aussie…tulip-capture…fire…silent turn…lost The Culprits must be shining now, my Love, after so many lily-fondles… My slowness…really, Curls? Kisses on the neck…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between… Why, my Love? Who/ what is tormenting you? Come here, Curls…rest your head on the buttercups and “tell” me why it is hard for you… I knowww, my Love… “Tell” me something I don’t know, Curls… I just lilied them, Curls… All off…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…seizing the Culprits…lost…Keep it Zen, Buddha. Curls…what is that ‘actual ring’? Just another impertinence… Swimming up on the Hills with trumpets and big bells, detour beneath, lily-love, tulip-capture…snorkeling… lost Hold me a little bit and “tell” why you can’t talk to me, Curls… Need some process improvement there, my Love… Infinite craving…WWWhen? Don’t put me on fire with the Culprits, my Love… AAAnd what are the plans for today, Curls? What have you dreamed, my Love? Have you had any sleep, my Love? Your heart, your soul? AAAnd the Little Soul? Kisses on the swan lines, down on the arms…arch-cuddle My most beloved and curled, I’m heeeeeere Try to sleep, my Love…kisses all over I love you And who’s powerpointing, Curls? Your thighs, your hips…seizing the Culprits…lost WWWhy, my Love? The One I love… Swimming up on the Hills in the aquamarine silence…infinite desire It’s bedtime for Curls and I have to work, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…kisses on the Bells Road down on the Dimples and Culprits…peony-love, love-squeeze…octopus-hug…lost in you Curls…The Big Fat Noir…another impertinence…what do you mean by ‘Would you contact me directly…?’ I think I asked you once but as usual I got an exposé on the cupboard… Curls…explosion What is this last impertinence on the affichage, my Love? Instead of giving me a little bit of hope… Home