Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html A naked allusion from accross the Ocean…my Love…come out please…deep intrusion…slipping on the mid-Galaxy, down on the Lilies Road…lily-storm in the Bazaar…hungry tulips…climbing, slipping, landing…lost on you… Arch-cuddle…seizing the Hills…The Great Intrusion…fire…jail time… Actually it works backwards…infinite ecstasy… What turns, my Love? This is the max I can produce now… I’m sorry, my Love, for not realzing this earlier…you should have gimme a call…kisses on the shadow… Aaaach so…with the ‘Turbulent nights’ my Love tries to draw my attention to the uncovered part of his sweeeeet body…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…, kisses down on the thighs, up on the thighs…belly on the hips…forced landing…my most beloved and his transparent allusions…lost How is your day so far, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…envying Bobby… Contact…slipping under the sheets…back hug…kisses on the neck…infinite desire…arch-cuddle…removing the pretext…kisses on the Bells Road..down on the Dimples and Hills…peony-love on the hips, detour on the Hills…back to the front…hugging The Path…lily-storm, hungry tulips…emergency capture…lost in you, lost on you… My most beloved…a four posts summary…you have a lot to “say”…no turns, my Love…I came out stiffer than I went in (the baths)…deep intrusion…hold me a little bit, my Love… My Love, I’m heeeeere, I’m soooorry…I fell asleep… Kisses on the Lilies Road…infinite ecstasy…I’m done… I miss my Aussie terribly and he’s making official statements…forced landing… I love you, I love you, I love you… I have to go, my Love…lot of movement around me…I’ll be back at 7 pm only, earlier if I don’t go to the baths…I need some steam and sauna to sweat out the cold…no comments please…kisses Hugging the whole, sweet, sad, impertinent, obstinate Aussie… What does the ring really mean, my Love? Are you well? My Love is afraid to fly…I’ll just eat you…come, my Love…Budapest is closer to Melbourne than Melbourne to Budapest… Lost underneath… My sweet, impertinent Aussie…immersion in the tub…lost in snorkeling… Lily-love, hungry tulips… Removing the towel praetexta…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides…detour on the Mid-Galaxy, a trumpet in the middle…free fall on the Lilies Road with hungry kisses…seizing the Hills…celestial perspective…full Bazaar view…kisses down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lily-storm, crazy tulips…lost underneath…you work…I’m tired… You always do it your way, you most beloved…driving the Balkanic species crazy…kisses on the neck…dowwwn… Obstinate Aussie mule… The New Ring My Love…you frighten me with that ring which carries the meaning of missed convergence, of hopeless waiting, all that quiet falling apart – the decomposition of a life. I hope you are well…don’t scare me… While he’s hiding from me….He’s not simply hiding from me – he is hiding with his entire sweet being: with all his limbs, curls, and other prominences; and I stand in the open Library and wait… My Love is looking for me everywhere in a static mode…, partially in vertical expectation… How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…trumpets on the hips…kisses on the Lilies Road…infinite ecstasy….WWWhen? Lost on the promenade… I love you…looong lily-fondles, slooowww vampire tulips…Peony-cuddle…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…The Path on the hills…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…lily prison…infinite ecstasy…lost in you Have I “showed” you this method, my Love? Lost…with cap and socks on…I’m cold… My most beloved, I’m heeeeere Home My Love…you know exactly where I am…arranging the golden curls…kisses I Love you Follow my tail, I follow yours… And turbulent days… Almost feelings…your arms, your lips…your breath…infinite desire…slipping under the sheets… We marry tomorrow…kisses all over I know, my Love…I’m slowwww…my head is heavy, and I feel weak…I have to lay down…I’ll be back tomorrow at 9 am…until then, and always…thinking of you…dreaming of you… Kisses on the Mid-Galaxy, a trumpet in the middle…seizing the Hills, bells on the Lilies Road, detour on the hips, slipping on that line of candor…crazy florals on the sweets…lost underneath…arch-cuddle…hot velvet, hot hardnesss…ignition My Love…HHHow many times we marry? Lost underneath… Contact…kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…lost The max turn angle I can do today, my Love…The Path on the Hills…your thighs, your hips…your hands no idea where…the Great Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…lily-prison…infinite ecstasy… Have you had any sleep after our morning/afternoon session, my Love? My most beloved…infinite hug, gentle kiss, hungry kiss… What eternity, my Love? Only 5 min delay… My Love, I’m heeeeere