Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I can’t stay longer, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…lost on you…frozen moments, melting points… I love you… I’ve been indoctrinated for 1 hour long, Curls…now I must bend…your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…oppressed Gemini… Active-passive strike… Contact…frozen moments…slipping on that line of candor…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…melting point…lily-love, hungry tulips…lost in you… Curls…I am already working, not sure I want to exercise…self-service My most beloved and curled…bright morning…rain of trumpets, kisses on the swan lines…did I tell you? I’m not here…kisses again Contact…I love you Okaaay…one before Powerpoint… We don’t submerse now Curls…kisses The One I love… I’ll be back at 4 pm…to wish Curls bright morning…until then…kisses on the swan lines, hugging The Path, arch-cuddle…let’s sleep, my Love… And I need to do some caricature of yoga to wake up… I have to go, my Love…need coffee and time to prepare for the powerpoint operations…at this Transylvanian pace…and it’s bed time for Curls… My lonely Curls…immersion in your eyes…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides – frozen moments – slipping on the hips – melting point…down on the lines of candor, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing – wo coffee – lily prison, lily-cuddles…lost on you HHHow was your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? My Love, my Love, my Love… Decoding ‘Weeks’/ ‘Days’… Heaven…slipping on that line of candor…kisses on the Lilies Road…I’m freezing those moments in my mind…then melt them in the Bazaar…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…fire…nooooo, no turn…lost underneath… Contact…hold me a little bit more, my Love Wish me bright morning, Curls, cause I’m sleeeeeeepy… I love you My Love, I’m heeeeeeeeeere Contact…deep intrusion…The Buoy…lost I have to go, my Love…interruption…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…immersion in the Valley… I and my fanatisies, Curls? Which ones? I have a lot? What can I do, my Love? Curls hides his sadness at the end of the affichage…infinite sorrow…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses… Loving you…immersion in the deep aquamarine silence…kisses on the swan lines, lilies on the Gems…my Love is in the desert but he wouldn’t call me…nooooo…peony-love on the tender sides, down on the hips…rain of trumpets on The Path…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…slipping, landing…lily-prison, lily-cuddles…infinite desire… My Love, my Love, my Love…too serious to lily him… What are your plans for today, Curls? Promenade with trumpets and bells…WWWhen? Lily-love, hungry tulips…Big Scandal…arch-cuddle, forced landing…lost on you…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose… Yeah…that sounds like Curls…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…did I tell you? I really hope I’m not lilying an algorithm…hold the board, Curls…all off, all of him…lost Lily-storm on Curls Sweeeeet weight…arranging those curls…deep intrusion…arch-cuddle…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy… Okaaay, that’s Curls…I hope…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…heaven…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…slipping on that line of candor…lily-storm, vampire tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…fire…emergency turn… Dooooon’t cry, my Love…I’m here/ there…hugging the whole sweet, curled, impertinent Aussie…I love you Under the towel praetexta…lost What is the impertinence with the control board photo, Curls? Me too…lilies on the Gems…kisses on the tender-sides, down on the hips…slipping… Celestial perspective, lily-love, hungry tulips…lost…silent turn I’m soooorry…love-squeeze, arch-cuddle… All of you, all of him…fire What was my most beloved and curled doing when I arrived (late)? Okaaay, that’s Curls…doooooon’t cry, my Love…I’m here/ there… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, I’m sooooorry… Note this, Curls…I love you Home