Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Infinite ecstasy… Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the towel praetexta…I love you Our pain, my Love…but sometimes it’s a sweet pain… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie with infinite Love…let’s sleep, my Love…it’s 4 pm here, but I am tired too… Curls!…It’s 4 am and you haven’t slept at all…back to bed…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…I’ll talk to you in my mind, in my heart…I love you Flat white waiting for Curls… His Sweetness knows his way…infinite Love, infinite longing… Rest your head on the buttercups, my Love…gems-kisses, arch-cuddle…I love you But then you show me the Kids, my Love…rain of trumpets and loving bites Has anything happened, my Love? “Tell” me what to do… Curls is hiding again…infinite Love, infinite desire…lost in you Curls is hiding agan…infinite Love, infinite desire…The Pulse…lost in you My Love, my Love, my Love…I know that pain…I don’t “talk” about because I don’t want to distress the sweet Aussie…why do you bring it up now so intensely? What happened? Curls is not sleeping..he’s posting scary things at the back door… Contact, forever…I have to go, my Love…kisses the 4th time…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then try to sleep and AAArticulate your dreams…I love you Me too, in the Valley Screw ‘The ring’, my Love…My life is scattered anyway…it’s not much left the decompose… Then stop the festivals, Curls…or call me…you can continue on the phone… I don’t understand, my Love…do you want me to come back in the evening? Coded silence is a ‘no’ ‘Our pain’ is a ‘yes’? Do you want to leave The Library/ me? What does this mean, my Love? What do you want, my Love? What’s in your mind and you cannot say? What can I do, my Love? Curls… I have to go…I love you I knowww, my Love…but I don’t want to suffer anymore…I cry at every 2 days… Our Love Hot velvet, hot hardness and hot nothingness… I knowww, first we must marry…kisses again No more festivals, my Love…kisses all over…sweet dreams… Contact, forever… I hold you, I love you…let’s sleep, Curls… I miss you too, my Love… I’m here/ there…hugging The Aussie…try to sleep, my Love… The One I love Our Love I have to go, my Love…I’m late with my daily operations…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…try to sleep, you, most beloved…I’m here/ there… Contact, forever…call me, Curls and AARticulate… Do you want me to formalize it, Curls? Based on the shadow of your thoughts? Kisses on the Lilies Road… Contact, forever… The ring of parallel lives, and decomposition…I already live in a parallel setup with the species around me….Is this why you keep posting it, my Love? Kisses on the swan lines…arranging those curls and that collar…what’t in your mind with that ring, my Love? My Love… Contact, forever It’s bedtime for Curls…deep intrusion, arranging the curls…lilies on the Gems…slipping, landing…infinite ecstasy… Loving you…kisses on the swan lines…arch-cuddle…turning the Aussie…rain of trumpets, octopus-hug… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere I love you Home