Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html 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…) My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeeere All of you, all of him…fire I can’t stay longer, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…lost on you…frozen moments, melting points… I love you… I’ve been indoctrinated for 1 hour long, Curls…now I must bend…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…oppressed Gemini… Active-passive strike… Contact…frozen moments…slipping on that line of candor…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…melting point…lily-love, hungry tulips…lost in you… Curls…I am already working, not sure I want to exercise…self-service My most beloved and curled…bright morning…rain of trumpets, kisses on the swan lines…did I tell you? I’m not here…kisses again Contact…I love you Okaaay…one before Powerpoint… We don’t submerse now Curls…kisses The One I love… I’ll be back at 4 pm…to wish Curls bright morning…until then…kisses on the swan lines, hugging The Path, arch-cuddle…let’s sleep, my Love… And I need to do some caricature of yoga to wake up… I have to go, my Love…need coffee and time to prepare for the powerpoint operations…at this Transylvanian pace…and it’s bed time for Curls… My lonely Curls…immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides – frozen moments – slipping on the hips – melting point…down on the lines of candor, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing – wo coffee – lily prison, lily-cuddles…lost on you HHHow was your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? My Love, my Love, my Love…