Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I “said” shhhhhh…. I know, my Love…peony-love all over… Imprisoned Sweet dreams, my Love… Now shhhhh…try to sleep, my Love…no more fooling around…I have to go…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I hold the Aussie, I love the Aussie, I arrange those golden curls…infinite cuddle… Arranging the curls, deep intrusion…tight hug, slipping…kisses on the thighs, up on the lines of candor…detour on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Great Rebel…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Great Climb-ing…lily prison…lost on you… My sweet Aussie is not sleeping… The sweetness of your being… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…maybe earlier if I can…until then…try to sleep…I hold you, I love you, rain of Love… OOOh, my Love…WWWhen can I hug you? the Path on the path…arch-cuddle, your thighs, your hips… Unidentified…with big belly and stick out tongue… The Center of the Universe belives he’s the Center of the Universe… Love and prison How can I help my Aussie? Arranging those curls…tight hug, kisses on the Gems, arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…lily prison, lily-cuddles…sweeeet prisoner…fire… Infinite Love, rain of trumpets…turning the Aussie…all off…kisses on the hips, detour on the lines of candor…lost in sweets and Scandal…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Scandalous Sweetness, hungry tulips…eating the tormented Aussie…The Pulse…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you Screaming inside…hit something, my Love…or call me…noooo…I’m not invading the Aussie… The sign of a dialogue, my Love? Lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing…fire What is my Love doing now? Hold me a little bit… Decoded silence Hugging the thighs, seizing the Hills…peony-love on the tender sides…immersion in the Valley…celestial perspective…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…infinte desire…lost in you… Have you ever hugged a dolphin, my Love? You know they are great healers… Shhhhh…sooo, my Love? This seems like a festival of indeciseveness, my Love…you don’t know what to do, to call me or not to call me – as if the global geopolitical situation depends on this…. Little-Big Aussie can wait a little bit…Shhhhh…first let’s clarify exactly what’s the subject of the festival, my Love…. Hugging the whole sweet, tormented aussie…kisses on the swan lines, down on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples and Hills…infinite sweetness… I came a bit earlier…I heard the festival in my Aussie’s head…and the shellphone My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere Home Tight hug, arch-cuddle…Kisses all over I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…hugging the whole sweet, stubborn Aussie…rain of trumpets, rain of Love… Click-fatigue… Imprisoned My most beloved… Tri-Feline Council: what’s going on there? Yesterday was one year…is this why the coded silence? Celestial perspective…hugging the thighs, infinite sweetness…lily-love, vampire tulips…lost in you…emergency turn… So absorbed that he doesn’t have time to “talk” to me…au derrière What is my Love doing now? Todaaaay, while swimming on my back, I was looking at the clouds, which had taken the shape of a disheveled angel with curled wings. A puff of wind, and the unruly hair turned into little horns… “Go away,” I said… Infinite smile… My most beloved…how does this help? hugging The Path, seizing the hills…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath…deep intrusion, arch-cuddle…The Great Intrusion…fire… What can I do, my Love? Why? What happened? I saw at the back door the “I am the festival…” What’s in you mind, my Love? Are you here/ there, my Love, or am I reshuffling the coded silence? Lily-fondles, tulip-love…click-fatigue… Hugging the whole sweet, stubborn Aussie…kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… Why? “Say” something, my Love…