Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html My sweet, complicated Aussie…I love you Home Closed until 8 am… Kisses, again… Sure, my Love, because I’ll write the script for the next 50 years, my sweet Aussie will click on ‘Our dialogues’ and ‘Our festivals’… Kisses…I’m too tired to process the info…deep intrusion…The Beauty, The Lover and The Ouroboros…lost OOOh…there is a lot of Work still… Now I go to bed, my Love…I fall on the desk…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…your only thought should be when you are going to text/call me…and don’t hide under the sheets…rain of Love… The only thought here and there but the sweet Aussie doesn’t talk to me… My Love has swam out the sadness…the tears are salted, the Ocean is salted…Sadness knows where it belongs… What has my Love realized, again? That I love him irremediably? Promenade up on the thighs…removing the pretext, kisses on the Lilies Road, detour on the hips, back on the Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar…lily-fondles, tulip-capture…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…jail time…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging the golden curls…infinite ecstasy… How is your day so far, my Love? Your heart, your soul? OOOh, my Love…HHHow long will take? Especially with the gnomes… Lilying the statement, detour on that line of candor in the window…kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road, back on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…celestial perspective…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…fire…The Path on the hills, The Great Intrusion…your thighs, your hips…infinite ecstasy… Arch-cuddle, peony-love on the tender sides, detour on the Hills…love-squeeze…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…emergency capture…ignition…jail time… And I’m sleeeeepy and ill…coughing and sneezing… This is the tomcat aquaintance who asked my help with the English translation and now I am doing the whole bid documentation…deep intrusion, kisses on the neck…lost My most beloved…I’m sooooorry…I wasn’t at home…I had to finish the technical bid package and it took longer than expected because the owner felines were slowww and lazy… Loooong lilies… Next instrusion at 9 pm…kisses, again… Kisses, my Love…why can’t you text me? The Infinite torture of not knowing for sure if you’re here/ there…obstinate mule… Are you still there, my Love? I’m sooooorry, interruption…and I have to go now…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…infinite longing…imaginary promenades… Hugging The Path, seizing the Hills..removing the pretext…kisses on the Lilies Road…free fall in the Bazaar…sweets and Scandal, lily-storm and hungry tulips…forced landing/ intrusion…not sure about the angle …lost…jail time… ‘Our nights’…is this is statement of fact or a complaint, my Love? Or should I consider the image…in which case, no more questions…golden curls… My only thought, my most beloved, my incredibly sweet Aussie…always commenting something across the Ocean… Lost…I see this is the “payback”…arch-cuddle, deep intrusion… My Love, I’m heeeeere, but I can’t stay… Next turn tomorrow at 10 am, my Love…kisses on the neck, down on the BelLS Road… Sweet dreams, my Love…no fooling around in The Library… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…and still heavy-headed…I’ll be back at 10 am…I work from home tomorrow…I hope there will be no disruptions…until then…purring on the Lilies Road…peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips, down on that line of candor… My sweet, beautiful Aussie and his Dusty companion…kisses to both I can’t stay now, my Love…and you should sleep…I’ll be back at 5 pm…until then…promenade with trumpets and bells…I love you Is the sweet Aussie media blackout a special Aussie method to look for me, my Love? Arranging the golden curls…gentle kiss, hugnry kiss, deep intrusion…The Beauty, The Lover and The Ouroboros My most beloved…I saw again the ‘Why?’ on the affichage… How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Hugging the whole sweet Aussie… ‘Our nights’ – this is not news, my Love…lilying the statement…infinite Love…peony-cuddle… What has my Love realized again? We’ll marry tomorrow, my Love… My most beloved is provoking me…infinite smile, infinite Love… I’m heeeeeeeere WWWhen, my Love? Kind of…oppressive council My most beloved has realized something again… His Sweetness on his way, your hands don’t know where…The Great Instrusion…sweeeeet prisoner…intermittent jail time… No bending…The Path on the hills…lost I’m sorry, my Love…I couldn’t leave it out from our today’s “conversation”…deep intrusion…infinite ecstasy…arch-cuddle, emergency capture…fire… The Work…does it involve the gnomes, my Love? I miss my Aussie terribly…kisses on the swan lines…deep intrusion…peony-love on the tender sides…slipping on the Mid-Galaxy…a lily in the middle…down on the Lilies Road with trumpets and bells…fall in the Bazaar…Big Scandal…lily-storm, emergency landing…sweeeet, hard prisoner, jail time…fire… I’m sooooorry, my Love…I got caught in a political dispute and had to find a way quickly to reconciliate the tomcats…I even didn’t have time to leave the chair…however, my sweet Aussie should sleep at this hour…back hug, arch-cuddle…