Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I have to go, my Love, I’ll be back in the evening 8-9 pm, earlier if I can…kisses all over… I love you Doooon’t be sad, my Love…one day will be here together… And this is the hungry, impertinent feline who jumped on me to take my sandwich… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere…at the statue of Michalis Kakoyannis…he directed Zorba the Greek…but you know this… All of you The One I love and I miss… Contact…lily-storm, love-storm I have to go, my most beloved…interruption…I’ll be back at 12-1 pm…until then…I’m here/ there arranging those curls…and oppressing my Aussie… The dark clouds start to slip away…replaced by whipped cream clouds… The salty scent is stronger now…thunderstorm sounds…let’s slip… What did I expect in October? Wind and waves, my Love… OOOh and it’s raining again…your thighs, your hips…The Path on the path…His Sweetness on his way…swift capture…lily-love…jail time…fire Contact…angelic view…a lily on his head…infinite ecstasy… My Love… Try harder, you, most beloved and curled… Kisses, again… The One I love and I miss… The life with you, Curls? In The Library? We need a comb, my Love… No. Kisses, again…I’ll be back at 7 am Cyprus time…until then…pyjama is mine… Wish me good night, my Love…I can’t find the other sock…I love you Failed attempt to invade Budapest? What do you mean, my Love? WWWhat can we do, my Love? Contact…my Love, my Love, my Love… Loving bites…WWWhat’s the problem, my Love? All off…seizing the Hills…tulip-capture…infinite desire…lost in the sand… I miss you too, my Love… Dooooon’t be sad, my Love…I’m here/ there… Do you have enough space for my Bermuda Decagon, Curls? Curls is multitasking…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…seizing the Hills… heaven The sky it’s cloudy again, my Love…sweeeeet weight…lost WWWhats the problem now, Curls? Contact…deep intrusion, kisses on the fingers, hands, swan lines…arranging those curls… HHHow is/ was your day, my Love? And WWWhere are you? In LA/ NZ? Too late, my Love…I saw the ‘Coded silence’… My most beloved and curled…I’m heeeeeeere A sock for the festivals… Arranging the curls, immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems…octopus-hug…forced landing…shhhh… Contact…kisses on each finger, kisses on the hands, up on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can you breathe, my Love? The One I love… Oppress me a little bit, my Love…His Sweetness knows his way…fire… One before sleep…I fall on the desk, my Love… Contact…(shameless) WWWhy, my Love? All off, lily-love, hungry tulips…eating the Aussie…octopus-hug…all of you, all of him…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost in you…silent turn With trumpets on the way to heaven…Big Scandal…lily-storm, hungry tulips… The Great Climbing…lost… buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…fire… Contact, forever… Oppress me, Curls…end the liberal democracy…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost in you Contact…arch-cuddle, The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…jail time… Okaaay, then oppress me, my Love… Home