Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Until then…kisses and lilies all over My Love, I have to lay down a bit…I’m tired…I’ll be back at 10 pm, ’cause after that I’ll go down to eat something… Sweet Aussie is provoking me with ‘The Show’ at 32C and 90% humidity…lily-storm, forced landing…deep intrusion… Down on the lines of candor…seizing the Hills, tulip-capture…fire Lost…buttercups-hug… You never lose an occasion to ‘mirror’ me, my Love…I used it many times, in most of the cases to express irony…sooo? Lily-storm My Love posted this photo in the Sweet Aussie Daily News…why, my Love? And how has my most beloved spent his day? Love-squeeze…kisses all over My most beloved..I’m sooooorry, but I went shopping…’cause I had a stressful day…I had to present a material that wasn’t done by me and it was extremely difficult…an extract from around 300 Powerpoint slides…first part today, 2nd part tomorrow…and I only slept 3 hours…tortured Gemini…so I went shopping, my Love…at 32C and almost 90% humidity…I’m done I know…kisses all over My most beloved…for now I’ll dance alone in the midnight at the JXN airport…to celebrate the landing…I’ll write from the hotel…kisses all over…I love You I have to go to bed, my Love…I’ll be back sometime at 5-6 pm JXN time…until then…rain of Love and another turbulent night… I saw the strategic positioning of The Great Sweetness image in the Sweet Aussie Daily News…infinite Love, infinite laughs…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…tulip-capture…The Pulse…lost in you ‘Our rose’ was for my birthday…you sent it yesterday when it was 20 June still in your world…circadian folly I couldn’t sleep at all, my Love…only some sort of tortured in between…and today I’m heading to the factory at 7:30…it’s past 1 am here.. What is my Love doing now? Hugging the whole sweet aussie, arranging the curls…deep intrusion…high speed slipping…kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…lost in sweets…fire My most beloved, I’m finally at the hotel – which was a very bad choice… what why, my Love? Why I am exhausted? I am over 11 hrs of sitting in a flying can, my Love… My most beloved, Apple-Cheeks has landed in Atlanta and is exhausted…waiting to embark for Jackson Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…kisses on the swan lines, pretexts off, back hug, kisses on the Dimples and Hills…infinite sweetness…turning the Aussie, lily-storm, tulip-love…forced landing…The Pulse…fire I love you At midnight we should be dancing in the woods… Oooh, my Love…this is the Summer Solstice, our day! Is my Love, here/ there? I’m missing my Aussie…what is he doing now? I’m heeeeeere, my Love, embarked for ATL after I ran for 50 min through the whole f-ing Schiphol because they changed the gate… I love you I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back between 3 and 4 pm if I can…until then infinite craving…to hear your voice…at least Talking to you…it burns… We could open a boutique… What has my Love realized, again? Promenade to the Bazaar with trumpets and bells…lily-storm, vampire tulips…arch-cuddle, forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose Deep intrusion, slipping…kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…fall in the Bazaar…lily fondles, hungry tulips…lost underneath… Don’t know what my sweet Aussie is trying to tell me in the summary…love-squeeze deep intrusion…arch-cuddle My Love has posted another reel…sweet Aussie and his bike…but it disappeared…like the other one… My Love, I’m heeeeeere I love you…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…lost in between I know, my Love, i hold you, I love you…I have to go, mine will be an exhausting one… His Majesty can wait until morning to make the festival…infinite Love Please take care of yourself, my Love…first of all you should sleep that 7 hrs My sweet, tortured Aussie…what can I do? My Love have lost weight…why? Is my Love busy? The self-absorbed Great Sweetness…infinite Love…infinite desire…lily-love, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost What is my Love doing now? Golden curls in the wind…lost in you I have to go, my Love…need to finish packing and still have to do go through some Powerpoint misery…’cause I went swimming today…I’ll be back…at 8 am for 10-15 min and maybe sometime after 3 pm when I arrive in Amsterdam… Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire…slipping, landing…The Pulse Kisses on the thighs, up on the lines of candor, up on the hips, down in the Bazaar…Peony-love, tulip-capture…lost…emergency turn… Lot of socks, my Love…I’m in the middle of the Bermuda decagon, packing for tomorrow… EEEverbody ran to baths or to Balaton or to Croatia…the streets were empty today… My Love doesn’t give up on the solarium operations…it’s 38C here, my Love…Budapest, Hungary is a sauna…we are all panicked and calculate our carbon footprint…infinite laughs Home