Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html No more comments, Curls…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between…infinite Love… As I “said”, my Love…kisses I can’t stay longer now, my Love…Powerpoint misery and then I have to go to physiotherapy…massage and microwave therapy for shoulder pain…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’ll be in the Valley…you may feel me promenading on the thighs… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Slipping…lilies on the Gems…a trumpet in the middle…fall in the Bazaar…lily-love, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…forced landing…fire… All of him, all of you, Curls… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeere…kisses on the arms, deep intrusion…lost in you Lilied and locked for the night…kisses All of you, all of him…I have to go, my Love…try to sleep…lost in you EEEverybody is normal Eating the Aussie…vampire tulips…explosion… A lily on his head…kisses, again… I love you…kisses on the arms, kisses on the neck, deep intrusion… On a Powerpoint day, my Love? Lost… I have to go, my Love…I’m soooooorry…Powerpoint day…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…back hug, kisses on the neck…arch-cuddle…all off… Heaven…kisses on that line of candor, down on the thighs…sweets and scandal…hungry tulips…emergency turn..collapse… EEEverybody is normal All of you, all of him…I love you… What months, Curls? I had technical issues… All of you, all of him…sweeeet shadow…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…kisses on the treasure and the secret road…fire…lost underneath Hugging the sweet Aussie…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping…purring on The Path…kisses on the thighs…lily-fondles, tulip-love…forced landing…lost My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere, I’m soooooorry One Tormented are they, my Love…almost feelings and hot nothingness… Lily-storm…Bobby style… The Great Sweetness is locked in the Focus Booth Closed until 8 am…kisses Hearts on The Great Sweetness… Gold and deep aquamarine…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…kisses on the neck…I love you Curls…I’m sleeeeeepy…self-service…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’ll be in the Valley, occasionally slipping up in the Bazaar… EEEverybody is normal… Promenade to the Bazaar…lily-love, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…fire… Nooo conversation…lost Anything else on the agenda, my Love? One Slipping…a trumpet in the middle, kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…peony-cuddle…hungry tulips…arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…lost on you… Infinite ecstasy… Kisses on the arms, down/ up on the hands…arch-cuddle…buttercups-hug…lost on you… All of him, all of you…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lily prison…locked… Hold me a little bit…your thighs… As per the Tri-Feline Council we are absolutely normal, Curls… Fire… Sweeeeeet shadow…kisses on the hips…slipping…hugging the thighs, celestial perspective…lily-love, vampire tulips…lost underneath…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy…lost again I couldn’t swim much though…at 43C air temperature and 26C water temp, I felt cold…I spent most of the time in the chamomille steam room… Only we are suffering, Curls… EEEverybody is normal… I went swimmmmming…half crowded as usual, most of the felines are at Balaton, in Croatia, Italy… Fall on the exposé…a trumpet in the middle, kisses on the Lilies Road, down on the treasure and the secret road…up on his Sweetness…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…forced landing…lost on you What did you transmute, my Love? Days to months? Hunger…vampire tulips, seizing the Hills…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost What was my Curls doing? Home