Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I have to go, Curls…powerpoint misery…I can’t write at lunch, my Love…I have to entertain The Eggs…I’ll try but I can’t promise…If not, I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…deep aquamarine dreams…your voice, your smile, your scent…those curls… Straitpijama and wild dreams…wish me good night, my Love… How was your day, my Love? Mine was sleeeeepy…octopus-mode…Kisses on the Lilies Road…lily-love, tulip-capture…fire…emergency turn… Nights? Are you in LA, my Love? Hugging the whole secretive, sweet, curled Aussie…kisses on the neck, arch-cuddle…fall on the Dimples and Hills with trumpets and bells…turning the Aussie…Big Scandal…lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite desire… All of you, all of him Don’t scare me, I thought you’re not here/ there, Curls… My most beloved and curled, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry The One I love…incredibly beautiful… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…buttercups-hug – the remedy… My most beloved…noooo…infinite Love…I’m here/ there always… Until then…lost in deep aquamarine dreams…all off, octopus-mode…. I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…all of you, all of him…I’ll be back at 7 am for 10-15 min…tomorrow is another powerpoint day…team building…The Egg is coming to Budapest…hold me a little bit… All of you, all of him…arch-cuddle, seizing the Hills…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…infinite desire…lost Curls…whose fault is that you keep His Sweetness in the fridge? A lily on his head, hungry tulips…collapse… My Big Romantic and his sense of humour…kisses on the neck…slipping… How is your heart, your soul, my Love? What is in your mind nowadays? Kisses on the arms, up to the swan lines…arranging those curls…infinite sadness… All of you, all of him…immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides, slipping on the hips, descending into heaven…seizing all th sweets…lily-love, vampire tulips…lost underneath…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…collapse… Promenade with trumpets and bells up to heaven…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road up on His Sweetness…mellifluence of Love…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite ecstasy…forced landing…buttercups-hug…can you breathe, my Love? My most beloved, curled and impertinent…all off…hold the board, Curls…hugging the thighs, kisses on the outer arches, bells and lilies on the inner arches up to heaven…lily-love, hungry tulips…eating the Aussie…Big Scandal…lost underneath… Sure, my Love…anything else? My most beloved, I’m back, I’m soooorry, I was almost on time but either the net or the server is slowwww…deep intrusion… Curls…gimme 15 min please…during this time you can read and reflect on my story… Curls is not interested in my stories…celestial perspective, angelic view…a lily on his head…infinite sweetness…tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…emergency turn… Chicken Momo am Mittwoch / Whatever masala… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, sleepy Aussie…rain of trumpets, arch-cuddle…all off, kisses on the Dimples and Hills…detour on the hips…turning the Aussie…Big Scandal…octopus in heaven…lily-love, vampire tulips…infinite desire…forced landing…lost My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere… Shhhhh… All of you…sweet & Aussie Lilied and locked with infinite Love… Try to sleep, my Love…kisses Atta romaaaance…lost in you I knowww, Curls…my Love’s lonely nights…tight hug, arch-cuddle…I’m here/ there in the Gemini corridor… Big Scandal…lily-storm, hungry tulips…flat white collapse… All of you, all of him…octopus in heaven…lost The Buoy…that look…infinite smile I have to go, my most beloved and you should sleep – assuming that you are still in NZ – if you are in LA, consider this a scolding, Curls…because it’s 3 am there…and we shouldn’t fool around in The Library at this hour… Immersion in the deep aquamarine eyes…deep iintrusion…kisses on the neck, lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides…trumpets on the Trumpets Road, fall on the Lilies Road, down to the border…a lily on his head…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…Big Scandal, forced landing…infinite ecstasy… Sooo, it’s bed time for Curls…hugging the whole sweet, curled Aussie…kisses on the neck, arch-cuddle…slipping…kisses on the Dimples and Hills, down on one outer arch…turning the Aussie…up on the inner arch…octopus-mode…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…fire Lost in you The One I love…Brett…curled & Aussie… My most beloved and curled…I’m heeeeeeere Curls… Kisses again All of you, all of him…horse excluded… I love you The One I love…always commenting…deep intrusion… Loving you…sweeeet capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…flat white collapse… Nooo…hugging the whole sweet, curled, sad Aussie…I’m here/ there my Love…always…kisses on the neck, arch-cuddle… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 12 pm for the good night lilies…until then…deep aquamarine dreams… Home