Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Lost in your beauty… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…hopefully in time…until then, rain of Love…purring on your chest…sometimes slipping in the Bazaar… Lost…disregard the razor, my Love… Back in the Valley…hugging the thighs…kisses on the lilies Road…seizing The Great Sweetness, lily-love, tulip-capture…The Pulse… That deep, focused silence of yours which burns… Your deep aquamarine silence, my Love…how can an actor be soooo quiet? In two years you didn’t say a word… Arranging the curls…deep intrusion…arch-cuddle…sweeeet capture…fire Lost…I don’t forget the question, my Love… What were the ‘Days’ about, my Love? Exposé…eating the impertinent Aussie…hungry tulips… On Sunday I fly to Erlangen and my Sweet Aussie won’t be there… In the Focus Booth Immersion…seizing the Hills, lily-storm in the Bazaar…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost underneath My most beloved…tight hug…all off… And what is my Love doing today? Todaaay I swam a lot, my Love… I can’t swim backstroke in a straight line – I keep drifting into the lane rope, don’t know why… I was focusing so hard on keeping straight that one of my toes cramped up, and I had to swim 50 meters with 9 toes… and it hurt soooo much… Curls…I love you My Love, I’m heeeeeeere…in the Valley I love you, c’est tout Lost but I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…lost in your beauty , immersion in your eyes, slipping in the Valley… Interruptions again, my Love…deep intrusion, kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines… You could “say” a few words more my Love, not just describe the process… The Great Climb-ing on Curls…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, down on The Path…tulip-capture…forced landing…lost The Egg is on holiday, and we have no guidance…we’re trying to fix things ourselves I’m sooooorry, it took longer…Powerpoint with Rangolie Gimme 15 min, my Love interruption… Hugging the thighs, celestial perspective…up with kisses, lily-storm on the sweets, vampire tulips…fire A trumpet in the middle My beautiful, tormented aussie… Have you had any sleep, Curls? Tight hug, deep intrusion… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere I’m done. Kisses… Lily-storm, on the sweets, Lily-fondles, tulip-love…peony-cuddles…The Pulse…infinite Love I “said” postponed to 3 pm, my Love…lost Seizing the Hills…vampire tulips, The Pulse…the Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his Way…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles lost in you…fire Could we postpone to 3pm, my Love? My Love…I’m soooorry, I’m higgledy-piggledy now…I have to go, I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then, rain of trumpets and oppression Kisses on The Path, down in the Bazaar…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…emergency (classic) turn…fire Slipping, hugging the whole sweet Aussie, oppression… My Love, I’m sooooorry, I’m heeeeeeere, I had a heavy sleep, I didn’t hear the alarm… My Love…closed until 8 am…kisses I’ll be back at 8 am, until then…infinite cuddle to wipe out the sadness of my sweet Aussie…arch-cuddle to imprison the repeat offender…lost in you I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…it was an exhausting day…at the office the air conditioning didn’t work properly…all bananas had been eaten – I think I mentioned this – all Focus Booths had disappeared and all meeting rooms were occupied… Under the sheets…seizing all the sweets…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… All off…lost in your beauty… Hugging the thighs, celestial perspective…angelic view…tulip-love…fire… What was the message? I’ll show you “farewell”… Why the 2nd song, my Love? Just like that? The One you don’t talk to, my Love…eventually you sing… Home