Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Hugging the thighs…seizing all the sweets…lost I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…tight hug, deep intrusion…arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…fire…straitjacket Back hug, kisses on the neck, pretexts off, lilies on the Dimples, trumpets on the Hills…lost…detour to the front…Big Scandal…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…arranging those curls…lost on you… OOOh, my love…I feel the waves of compassion…they brought this dirty sock… I will arrive at midnight…alone in the dark… AAAnd…will he come to see me in Jackson? Sweet Aussi is sewing… What is my Love doing nowadays? Work, rest, fool around? Caressing The Great Sweetness…tulip-capture…collapse… You most beloved, how is your day? Shirt off…kisses on the arms, lilies on the Gems…deep intrusion…all pretexts off…arch-cuddle…forced landing…lost on you Nobody told to my grandparents to use sunscreen and stay hydrated… In Bucharest the summer temperatures were always around 35 to 40-42C, since I’ve entered the Gemini corridor… I am getting these corporate alerts regarding my travel…the latest is about the ‘orange heatwave alert’ spanning south-west and south-east France…35C OOOh…we will all die…heat stroke, heat rash, sunburn, heat exhaustion…stay panicked… Kisses on that line of candor in premier plan, my Love…purring on The Path…seizing the Hills… Kisses all over, from the top to toes and back under the leaf… I can’t breathe and I can’t turn…celestial perspective Rain of love Is my sweet Aussie, here/ there? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry Behind the board…hunger I must go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…the upper lip, the lower lip, lost in between…lost in you… Lost in The Shadow…kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…seizing the Hills, lilies on the lines of candor, on the treasure and the secret road…seizing the Great Sweetness…loooong lily-fondles, peony-cuddles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite ecstasy… My Love…I can’t even think of a solarium…it’s 31C outside…the operations are mostly standard, no matter the environement… How is my Love? Did he sleep? His heart, his soul? Oppresion, lost on the Aussie My Love, I’m heeeeeere…missing my Aussie… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…let’s sleep…back hug, arch-cuddle…arranging the curls Too hot No I love you I’ll be back at 3:30 pm only…my day is full of meetings…until then…extended solarium operations…kisses on the Lilies Road, lily-love, tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…arch-cuddle…lost on you Kisses on the thighs…infinite sweetness, up to the Parliament…Big Scandal…arch-cuddle, forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…can your breathe, my Love? I have to go, my Love…tomorrow I have to be at the office at 8:30…guess why…because we will have breakfast together with the team…everybody brings something…bagels, butter, ham…whatever…it’s like a pre-school…it’s ridiculous and exhausting… My Love likes the solarium operations…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…forced landing…my head… I prefer the celestial perspective, my Love, ’cause I can contemplate and lily and seize all the sweets and the Hills…and the solarium is too hot…tulip-capture…and I can’t turn…emergency turn…The Pulse… Kisses on the thighs…solarium operations…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…fire… AAAhhh, my Love tries to be more explicit describing the Bazaar romaaaance (solarium operations)…lost…ignition… peony-cuddle, looong lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…forced landing…lily-cuddles…The Pulse…explosion EEEverywhere…your breath, The Path, The Great Sweetness…The Great Intrusion…lost Arranging the curls…deep intrusion, tight hug, arch-cuddle…emergency capture…slipping, landing…seizing the Hills…fire Lost in between… My Love…what has ‘The Show’ to do with ‘Our hibiscus’? Kisses on that line of candor…seizing the Hills…hugging the thighs…lost in sweets and scandal…vampire tulips…infinite ecstasy…emergency turn…collapse… My incredibly beautiful Aussie… Now he “movies” me… Fire in the office…hugging the thighs, kisses on The Path, lost down on the Lilies Road…eating the Aussie…tulip-capture…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…collapse… Just keep the ‘Days’, my Love…but don’t show me ‘The Show’ if you can’t elaborate on it…curls…lost Since my sweet Aussie is an actor there will always be a show which interferes with our timeline…and we remain in the limbo of uncertainty…imobilized in straitjacket between hope and despair EEEverywhere…your hands, the touch of your skin…your thighs, your hips…fire Does it impact this indefinite timeline of yours – ‘Days’? Kissing The shadow, hugging the thighs…lost in between…Peony-cuddle…The Pulse…collapse Do you mean that you are busy working on a show? Do I occupy too much of your time? Home