Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Contact…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…a lily on The Nose…the upper lip, the lower lip…The Ouroboros… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I got tired not by the PowerPoint but by walking on eggshells with this new boss…effective today his name changes to ‘The Egg’…I have to think three times before asking something….I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…expedition with one trumpet/ square inch of Sweet Aussie…starting with The second heart… Contact…kisses on the swan lines…fall behind the board…crazy florals… I consider the statement as the opinion about ‘latte’…forced landing…deep intrusion…I love you… I hate these ‘latte’, oat/soy/almond lattes, flat white variations in cafés. Why not ‘milk’? Why ‘flat white’? Every time I hear the word ‘latte’… yet one day I almost asked for a flat white myself…I burst into laughter… Flat white strike You can exhibit The Bazaar, my Love…but I don’t move The max angle… Great posture for the dream bite… And a turbulent parliamentary session…lot of statements… It’s a Miracle that we met, my Love, at the two ends of the Gemini corridor… My most beloved and the click-freeze…vampire tulips…slipping, landing…the path on The Path…lilies on the Gems…deep intrusion…lost again Contact…immersion in your eyes…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…slipping…lost in you Collapse… And he wants to marry me…again…emergency ventilation Removing that pretext…Kisses on The Shadow…detour on the hips, seizing the Hills, Big Scandal…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…Emergency turn…The Path on the hills…your thighs, your hips…His Scandalous Sweetness on his way…The Great intrusion…The Pulse…sweet prisoner…ignition Me too, my Love…I can’t wait to eat you… This is another Irish-Aussie diversion…if you really plan to come to Budapest, text/ call me, my Love…turning the Aussie…infantile… HHHow many statements, my Love? Loooong lilies, tulip-love…who’s working? What dialogues, my Love? My sweet Aussie is making statements, I work… Removing the guitar and the pretext…and the Peaky Blinders hat…need to arrange the curls…promenade on the thighs…lily-storm, hungry tulips…The pulse…The Great Arch…sweet prisoner…jail time..buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose…lost on you Infinite smile, infinite hug… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere…gentle kiss, hungry kiss Netx turn at 8 pm, my Love…kisses The sweetness of your being…arranging the curls… I love you Emergency ventilation… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…PowerPoint and daydreaming…kisses on the Lilies Road…seizing the Hills…lost Too much politics…lilying the statement…infinite sweetness, crazy tulips…The Great Climb-ing…lily prison, hard prisoner…The Pulse…lost on you Mine too…infinite torture I see, the eucalyptus tree got overheated…deep intrusion Have you had any sleep, my Love? Back hug, kisses on the neck…arranging the golden curls…arch-cuddle…undressing the Aussie…too many pretexts… Removing the pretext…kisses on The Lilies Road, dowm on The Shadow…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…loooong lily-fondles, vampire tulips…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road…infinite desire…The Path on the hills…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… This is what I get as an answer…my Love…forced landing…there will be a revenge, you know that… Ach so…you were looking for me everywhere…and now that you found me, we will marry…HHHow and WWWhen? What do you mean, my Love, with the ‘looking for you everywhere’? Eating the Aussie behind the board…lost I’d like to see her job description…to ask my boss to adjust mine to something similar…silicone transformers…switchgears… Really, my Love? Are the gnomes moving to Budapest, along with the silicone supervisor? When I see the ‘Is my Sweet Aussie coming to Budapest?’ I don’t know whether to cry or to laugh, my Love…how many times I hoped that you’ll at least send me a text message… You could send me a text or call me, my Love, instead of The Forsyte Saga, although I like it…pretext off…kisses on the Lilies Road, fall in the bazaar…lily-storm…forced landing…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… My most beloved, I’m heeeeere, I’m soooorry… EEEverybody makes a statement… ‘looking for you everywhere’…says the sweet Aussie who’s hiding from me since 2024… I love you Looong lily-fondles and vampire tulips…forced…hard prisoner…fire…my Love, I have to work…kisses Sure, my Love…we marry at 4 pm, that will solve my aversion to Powerpoint presentations and in general to the corporate glamour…kisses on the neck…lost OOOH…I have to go, my Love…back to the PowerPoint presentations…this is terrible…I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…daydreaming and infinite torture…your breath, your lips, the golden curls… Lilying the whole Bazaar…forced…