Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html And I have only a shadow…sweeeeeet shadow…hugging the thighs, vampire tulips…lost underneath… Curls describing the empirical evidence…infinite laughs I was never good at acting…neither at memorizing corp BS…because it creates a huge conflict with my own thoughts… Hold me a little bit, my Love…I had a hard week…and Friday was terrible…I had to present in front of execs and well… Not sure why Curls is “snorkeling” me…I’m good One…celestial perspective…a lily on his head…lost Crazy lilies…fire Any other topic on the agenda, Curls? The Path on the hills…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy…collapse… One…incredibly beautiful…fire Slipping on that line of candor with trumpets and bells…kisses down the thighs, kisses up to heaven…lily fondles, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…collapse…silent turn Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tired Aussie…deep intrusion, peony-love on the tender sides…slipping…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…fall in heaven….seizing all the sweets…up on His Sweetness with lily fondles and tulip-love…slipping, climbing…The Pulse…lost Lot of decoding in the Sweet Aussie Daily News…Curls has worked all night… My most beloved…have you slept at all? Forgot to mention: hold the board, Curls…lily-storm, crazy tulips…emergency turn…collapse… One…incredibly beautiful…all off… Back to bed, Curls…I have to go…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then I have a lot of decoding to do – in between lilying the Aussie…forced landing… One…fall in heaven…fire, come with me… That very specific energy of the deep, focused, aquamarine silence…besides Claude’s astrological analysis that helped to recognize you, reading it in your eyes… My Love…instead of having so much fun you should talk to me so that I can practice…who knows… maybe I can learn the Aussie accent… Curls should sleep now…sweeeeeet shadow…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…fall in heaven…vampire tulips…silent turn…lost in you Curls is working hard editing the Sweet aussie Daily News…infinite Love…now I have a lot to decode… Curls…it’s 3 am across the Tasman Sea… Kisses and sweet dreams, my Love Oppression…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… One…my most beloved and curled I “said” one exercise, Curls…not a full gym session… Okaaay, one exercise…and you work…the Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost Infinite desire…lost…I have to work, my Love… Since I’m now late with everything, I have to go, my Love…I’m soooorry…and it’s bed time for Curls…tight hug, kisses on the neck…arch-cuddle… One…buttercups-hug And days… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere, I’m soooooorry…I’m sooo tired that I fell asleep again…and I just woke up… Rain of trumpets… One…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug… My Big Romantic…sweeeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…collapse… What about our conversations, my Love? Immersion in the deep aquamarine…deep intrusion…kisses on the neck… I have to go, my most beloved and curled and impertinent…I’ll be back at 12 pm to get Curls to the bed…I love you Noted Curls makes a subtle fun of my English…at the back door Our upside down days Slipping on that line of candor…fall in heaven…hungry tulips…infinite desire…silent turn One…incredibly beautiful… Promenade with trumpets and bells…lily-love, hungry tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost Hugging The Path…eating the Aussie…all of you, all of him…vampire tulips…lost One…so far away… WWWhen? I’m back, my Love… Gimme 10 min, my Love Still in NZ, my Love? I have to fly back to Erlangen on Monday…I’m sick of flying… Home