Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Sweet dreams, my Love… Okaaay…one before powerpoint…sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…infinite desire… I knowww…it’s roof time… I love you I have to go, my Love…and it’s bed time for Curls…tight hug, arch-cuddle…good night kisses on the swan lines… My most beloved…infinite cuddle… Lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides…slipping on the Lilies Road…crazy tulips…fire…emergency turn… One…incredibly beautiful…attack I’m sorry, my Love…I can’t stop laughing when I look at The original… Infinite laughs…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…lily-fondles on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…hungry tulips…forced landing…infinite ecstasy… Kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…can you breathe, Curls? OOOh…hugging the whole sweet, curled, higgledy-piggledy Aussie…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…lily-love, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost on Curls… My most beloved, I’m sooooorry… I’m done… I really have to go, you, most beloved and curled…kisses Forced landing… Is this the proper moment to come up with The Great Sweetness, Curls? One…whom I love… One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…incredibly beautiful… Loving you…from the top to the toes and back under the towel praetexta… All sorts of festivals… OOOh…my Love, my Love, my Love… Love attack Curls is playing the tormented Aussie citizen…lost… I love you… I knowww… I have to go, my most beloved… Lily-love, peony-cuddle…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…sweeeeet shadow…. Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…infinite pain…cause I can’t help the Aussie…tight hug, kisses on the neck…arch–cuddle… Lost…I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 12 pm for 10-15 min…until then…infinite longing…promenade in the Valley… One…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle…deep intrusion…infinite Love… Promenade to the Bazaar…lily-storm, crazy tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…lost on you…buttercups-hug…The Nose… I’m soooorry, Zweistein…interruption… Me too… Sweeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy… Lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…slipping on the lines of candor…Big Scandal…vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…lost underneath… Great conversation, Curls… How was/ is your day, my Love? Still in NZ? Your heart, your soul? All of you, all of him…heaven…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…infinite desire…the Pulse…emergency turn… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, upset Aussie…kisses on the neck, down on the Hills and Dimples…all off…detour on the hips…down on the lines of candor…up on His Sweetness…lily-love, hungry tulips…all of him…forced landing… Okaaay…you can snorkel me… One…hugging the thighs, vampire tulips…all of him…lost My disheveled Love…gold and deep aquamarine…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… My most beloved, I’m sooooorry, I’m heeeeeere Home I’m good…straitpijama and kisses… Loving you…from the top to the toes and back to the Bazaar… All of you, all of him…kisses…I fall on the desk, my Love…although I’d prefer to fall on The Original… Curls mustn’t be distressed… I knowww, my Love…you don’t need to explain…neither to “snorkel” me…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…tight hug, rain of trumpets…all off, all of him…