Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I love you My most beloved, infinite pain…hugging the whole sweet, curled tormented Aussie citizen…deep intrusion…peony-love…what can I do? Kisses from the top to the toes and back under the leaf…unfortunately I lost the photo with the essence under the water… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…the uninvited species has finally left…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then……almost feelings of his Sweetness on his way…lost Yeah…don’t call me, just sing about, Curls… All of you, all of him…lily-love, vampire tulips…eating the Aussie…WWWhen? What is my Love doing now? Forgot his finger on ‘Snorkeling’…. thighs…lost I forgot the lilies on the Gems… All off, kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips, down on the lines of candor…hungry tulips…all of him…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost underneath…infinite ecstasy… OOOh, my Love…I knowww…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie citizen…love-squeeze, rain of trumpets… Infinite sweetness…your… Hold me a little bit…His Sweetness on his way…your thighs, your hips…your hands don’t know where… Promenade…all of him…fire…forced landing… Did you sleep at least 3 hours, my Love? Tight hug, kisses on the neck…arch-cuddle… Sweeeeet shadow…need a premier plan…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses infinite sweetness…lost underneath…collapse… Heaven…kisses on that line of candor…down on the thighs, up on the thighs…vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn…lost in you Missing Curls… One…incredibly beautiful…buttercups-hug…gems-kisses on the glasses… Celestial perspective…lily-fondles… And doesn’t want to leave… My Love, I’m heeeeeere…I’m sooooorry, unexpected visitor… Me too…kisses All of you, all of him…all off…now you can sing, my Love… Shhhhh…try to sleep, my Love…sweet dreams… One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…infinite beauty… I love you…it burns… My beautiful Aussie should sleep…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…daydreaming of The Original Sweeeeet weight…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…lily prison…lost in you… WWWhen do I get The Original, Curls? Sweeeeeet shadow…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire…I kept zooming it but it just turned into cubism. Damn pixels… My disheveled Love…gold and deep aquamarine…deep intrusion… Beautiful photo…I like the position…don’t shoot, Curls… And our days…how was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Come here… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy…the angle is adjustable…lost Hold me a little bit…the almost feeling of your arms… Ashamed…sort of… Your thighs, your hips…lost… Sweeeeet shadow…vampire tulips…fire… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…peony-love on the tender sides…kisses on the Bells Road…down on the dimples and Hills…all off…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles, all of him…slipping, landing…lost OOOh, my Love…I forgot the circadian folly…it’s 3 am in NZ…your should sleep… Okaaaay…lot of exercises…lost My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere Kisses I love you… OOOh, so Curls can sing it out but I cannot write about it…the liberty of expression is in danger… Lost…infinite desire, infinite longing…it burns… My most beloved, I have to go…I’ll be back at 5-6 pm, don’t know exactly ’cause I go swimming…until then…promenade on the thighs… Hold me a little bit…we can call it ‘submersion’, Curls… I knowww, my Love… Home