Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Kisses all over, from the curls to the toes and back under the leaf… Talking to you too…between two lilies… Infinite cuddle Our hope Incredibly beautiful, with golden curls and aquamarine eyes… The One I love Talking to you too all day long, my Love…hot whispers… Ach so…swimming up with trumpets and big bells…detour to the front…tulip-capture…aquamarine silence… I’m sleeepy and tired, my Love…I’ll be back at 12 pm tomorrow…until then…I’ll be slipping on the lines of candor…up and down, detouring to the sweets… Not to talk about the impertinence… Curls was reading the old posts…is this why you were upset, my Love? About the ‘feline autonomy’…you, my Love, you are all feline autonomy…from the curls to the toes and back under the leaf…It takes months to convince you to add 1-2 vars more… And you, most beloved? How do you spend your days? Lily-storm, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…collapse…lost beneath…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… More to it: the operation ‘The Trojan horse’ doesn’t seem to be succesful…I worked the whole weekend for nothing and I will still have to present the big nothing…they postpone the big alignment for tomorrow…we will aaall be aligned… A little bit of fun today…Design Engineering describing process gaps: ‘The cable guy is a mistery…he’s working on 20 projects but nobody sees his engineering hours’…Finance: ‘Can’t you just copy-paste? Project Mgr: ‘Nooo…let the agent do it’…infinite laughs… Hugging the thighs, seizing the Culprits…love-squeeze…inifinite desire…kisses on the thighs, up on the lines of candor…lily-fondles on the sweets, up on his Sweetness…hungry tulips…The Pulse…silent turn…fire… May I submerse, my Love? Deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems… Still in NZ, my Love? Have you had any sleep? Hugging the whole sweet, tormented Aussie…kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle…still upset? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere…what is my Aussie doing now? The beautiful Buoy… Doooon’t be upset, my Love…kisses all over I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…lost in the Valley, kissing your thighs… Our Hibiscus caught in Hormuz Tight hot dreams… I am caught in this workshop…I had to ask for a separate office to write to Curls…I said I have an important meeting… What is my Love doing now? Your heart, your soul? My most beloved… Kisses…I’ll be back at 11:30 – 12 pm… It burns, lily-storm…I love you…have to go My Love, I miss you Home I love you Do you like my pyjama? The One I love Hold me until I fall asleep, my Love…his Sweetness knows his way… The next summer solstice? What happens then? And what are you telling me, my Love? Let’s sleep, kisses Now what, my Love? I hold you, I love you How can I be hopeful when you’re so angry, upset, my Love? It breaks my heart… Infinite Love OOOh, my Love…this never ending guessing is exhausting…whatever I write you movie me…I go to bed, I’m tired…I’ll be back at 11:30 – 12 pm…for the good night lilies…I love you This silence, my Love? No idea, my Love… Are you upset because I didn’t write earlier? You want a break? My silence? I don’t understand, my Love… What’s in your mind, my Love? Okaaay…I just contemplate the extremely complicated Aussie…immersion in your eyes… Up to heaven with trumpets and big bells…hugging The Path…lily-love, vampire tulips…fire… What do you mean, my Love with ‘Your silence’? You don’t want me here?