Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…and I feel weak…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…one trumpet/ square inch…peony-love, lily-fondles from the top to the toes and back under the leaf… Contact…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…arranging the golden curls… Statements, Big Scandal and impertinence…every day…undisciplined Aussie species…loooong lilies on the statement…emergency landing…too much impertinence…now he can make the festival…lost Kisses on the tender sides…down on…again…removing the pretext…down on the hips…detour on the Hills…back to the front…free fall on the Lilies Road…celestial perspective…angelic view…lost in sweets and scandal…lily-storm, crazy tulips…lost uunderneath…jail time… One thought…to melt in you In the name of “inclusivity” they erased an entire category of people from the shelves… My Love doesn’t care…now I have to search in the whole city to find pink-toned makeup…unidentified exhausted, pissed species with pink puff belly… My Love…I was right about the yellowish makeups…Claude confirmed and explained what happened…too high concentration of idiots / square meter…this is my explanation… unbelievable… Contact…deep intrusion…tight hug… Removing the pretext…lily-storm, forced landing… Contact…promenade with trumpets and bells…what’s this? Slipping on that line of candor…nooo…detour on the Lilies Road…direct fall in the Bazaar…celestial perspective…looong lily-fondles…peony-cuddle…The Pulse…Vampire tulips…ignition…lost underneath…arch-cuddle…deep intrusion…fire What is this impertinence, my Love? Lilying the statement…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…jail-time…lost I know, my Love…Big Scandal…hugging the whole, sweet, tired Aussie…back hug…kisses on the swan lines, down on the Bells Road…lilies on the Dimples…pretext off…trumpets and peony-love on the Hills…detour to the front…kisses on the hips, slipping on the lines of candor…can’t promenade on the thighs…sweets and scandal…lily-storm, hungry tulips…forced landing…lost in you… Try to sleep, my Love…I didn’t sleep much last night and now I prepare to develop/ or developed already a cold…I always get ill when I don’t sleep or something/someone irritates me…the boss… How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Golden curls…lost One of the mollies from our little team of 5 felines…she looks like IT’S daughter…the similarity is striking, her energies are terrible too. I try to stay as far away from her as I can…she almost frightens me… My Love, I’m heeeere…I might have developed a cold, my Love…allergy to the office… My sweet, shy Aussie citizen… Infinite Love… One thought… I have to go, my Love…have some work to do for tomorrow for Gargamel…tomorrow I have to go to the office…so I’ll be back at 6 am…until then…lot of turbulence…kisses on the swan lines, down on the Gems…fall behind the board… Another recommended temporary solution… I have to go, my Love…with your eyes and your golden curls in my mind, in my heart…I’ll be back at 8:30 pm…until then…dreaming of your voice and your accent…of caressing your thighs up to the Bazaar…seizing all the sweets…of kissing the Lilies Road…not exactly in this sequence…need some process improvement…kisses High focus on The Great Sweetness…kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…removing the pretext…seizing the Hills….slipping on the lines of candor…celestial perspective…angelic view…sweets and scandal…lily-fondles on the treasure and the secret road, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…lost underneath…The Great Intrusion…fire I wanted to suggest to text/ call me, my Love…instead of suffering…but my sweet Aussie is obstinate as a mule… I know, my Love…Big Scandal…lily-love, hungry tulips…emergency landing…lost in you, lost on you That’s not good, my Love… My most beloved…it’s 3-4 am in your world(s)…you should sleep… I love you No time for rhetorical diversions, my Love…we’ll discuss at 3 pm…if it’s urgent, call me, my most beloved…don’t fool around too much time, try to sleep the 7 hrs… I love you I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 3 pm…kisses all over…rain of Love… Lost in you…immersion in your eyes… The sweetness of your being…lilying the statement…hungry tulips, forced landing…lost on you…come out my most beloved…don’t you need to breath? I’m not playing half Whooee-Whooee now, my Love…although it’s very tempting…I have to go… I’m kidding, you most beloved…I’m not jealous….Would you please add more vars to the “conversation”? my Love is playing Jing Jing behind the affichage… What mirror? Nobody turned me, my Love… Can’t I be jealous too? Too many mollies around you… What turns, my Love? Who turned you? And how was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? My Love, I’m heeeeeere, I’m soooorry, I worked until late night/ morning… Until that special day when I will eat the Aussie… Recommended temporary solution for turbulences What is my Love doing now? WWWhen? Night dreaming… EEEverybody is steeling the ‘aquamarine silence’…when I created the site it was the only site/ finding in Google… Cooling down… Immersion in the Valley…lily-love on the thighs, up on the lines of candor…hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…infinite Love…forced landing…jail time…infinite ecstasy… Home