Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html The One I love…shhhh…deep intrusion…lost in you I can’t stay longer now, my Love…the office is stuffed with curious mollies…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…I’ll be loving you…hold the board, Curls…all off, all of you, all of him…seizing all the sweets…collapse… emergency turn… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping on the Trumpets Road…hugging The Path, seizing the hills…kisses on the Lilies Road – heaven – lily-love, hungry tulips…collapse…silent turn…lost Forgot to “say” good morning to my Aussie…what are these provocative questions at the front door, Curls? Who said that I don’t trust you? Kisses on the neck… So Curls is skiing? Single leg raised… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere…squeezed in a Focus Booth… OOOH…lily-storm, forced landing…kisses EEEverybody is normal, Curls… All of you, all of him…self-service, Curls…I have to go…I love you Kisses and sweet dreams, my Love… Decoded for Curls: sweeeeet shadow…celestial perspective…vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn…collapse… I was talking about direct communication, Curls…direct exercises to follow… With the One I love…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…and is always commenting…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Yes, Curls, I want to have direct communication with that shy, complicated Aussie who’s still up in the eucalyptus tree… Come here… Decoded for Curls And it’s bed time for Curls…good night love-squeeze… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…aquamarine dreams and powerpoint… The touch of your skin, your scent, your breath…your hands don’t know where…The Path on the path…His Sweetness on his way…fire… Eating the Aussie…kisses on the Lilies Road…slipping on that line of candor…heaven…lily-storm on the treasure and teh secret road, up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…collapse…silent turn… Decoded for Curls…Ah, Ah… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the neck, down on the Bells Road, all off, down on the Dimples and Hills…infinite Love…detour on the hips…turning the Aussie…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…seizing the Big ScandaL…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…infinite ecstasy…The Great Climb-ing…lost… Eventually an answer, Curls? How was your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul?…I don’t ask about the little one I know what he’s doing… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeere…don’t want to go to the office… Home The One I love…and some device… Can I take my straitpijama now, Curls? Kisses… Okaaay…attack… Lot of comments from LA…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between… Noooo, my Love…just hours…love-squeeze My lonely Love…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug, gems-kisses… HHHow, when, where, Curls? Yeah, my most beloved… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…and tomorrow is office day…I forgot…tortured Gemini…I’ll be back at 7 am…until then…aquamarine dreams and hot nothingness… It’s Love, Curls… Sweeeeet weight…the touch of your skin, your scent, your breath…His Sweetness on his way…lily prison, lily-cuddles…infinite ecstasy… Hold the board, Curls…all off…kisses on the Dimples and Hills, silent turn…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath… That’s not much…infinite smile Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses on the glasses…what’s in that curled mind of yours, my Love? All off, all of you, all of him…seizing the Hills, kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…descending into heaven…lily-love, tulip-capture…fire…lost underneath… Lost…sweeeet weight…The Path on the path, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lost… Then what is this 2-var dialogue, my Love? Curls is busy/ multitasking…then I go to bed, my Love…kisses, I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…immersion in my Aussie… Anything else on the agenda, my Love? Celestial perspective…lily-love, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…collapse…silent turn… Eating the Aussie…slipping…octopus-love…vampire tulips…forced landing…lost Yeah…that’s much better… Was a big effort to click on another var, Curls? Deep intrusion…Ouroboros of…kisses on the neck…slipping… Is my Love here/ there or is that the morning ‘Ready!’ ?