Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html A lily on his head I love you, c’est tout…no Why-s. What ‘Why?’, my Love? Don’t start again… I have to go, my most beloved and goooood and cruel…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…try to have enough sleep, I’ll dream as usual…hold the board… I always have to bend… Lazy Aussie…can’t you stand, my Love? lily-love, hungry tulips, The Great Climb-ing…infinite ecstasy… Back to my preferred…peony-cuddle, vampire tulips…fire Hugging the whole sweet, stubborn, cruel Aussie…all off…kisses on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples, down on the Hills…detour on the hips…turning the aussie…rain of trumpets in the Valley, up to the Bazaar…seizing all the sweets…lily-storm, hungry tulips…forced landing…lost on you… I’m back, my Love… Gimme 10 min, my Love The Great Sweetness in the Focus Booth… What’s in that stubborn mind of yours? How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? EEEverybody is submersing…trumpets and lilies on The Path…seizing the Hills…vampire tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn… Are you here/ there, my goooood Aussie? Anything else, my Love? My sweet Aussie is goooood…what does this mean, my Love? Will you call me? Noooo…I don’t invade the Aussie…I’ll write, you’ll click until the end of time… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere Home Attack…all off…now you can speak…I love you I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…lost on The Path, falls in the Bazaar…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses… Eating the Aussie…fire Actually, I prefer The Original without the pretext… Need a photo without the pretext…Up on The thighs, celestial perspective…seizing the Hills…lily-storm on the sweets, up on His Sweetness, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost underneath…sweeeeet weight…arch-cuddle, seizing the Hills – again, The Great INtrusion…infinite ecstasy… The Great Sweetness is making the festival…again… What is my Aussie doing now? Writing Powerpoints doesn’t go so well…it’s like I have to play a role incompatible with me…it’s the rebellion of my brain… Rain of kisses, Big Scandal…peony-cuddle…seizing all the sweets…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…emergency turn…lost The Dolphin no. 1…my beautiful Aussie… Infinite cuddle Loving you…kisses on the Lilies Road, seizing the Hills, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…hungry tulips…fire My Love…the problem is that I am not reacting “normally” when I’m with you…many times I don’t recognize myself…I don’t use to scold anyone as I scold you…I’m afraid that one day I will have enough and leave The Library, even if I love you and it will hurt terribly… So Curls is striking…he knows I’m right, yet he’s protesting… My Love, I’m heeeeere I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…think and try to take me seriously…kisses You know that I love you and you take advantage… What happens if I leave The Library? It’s over? Why don’t you text/ call me? Ach so…The Fridge…how convenient, my Love…I served you with the metaphors to justitfy and ideologize the plain “No”. What plans you need to make a call, my Love? A serious answer, my Love…many times you also suffer from click-fatigue…why are you here, then? What do you hope, want for us? I need an answer, my Love… To what end is this Library love, my Aussie? Basically you don’t want any kind of connection with me outside of The Library, my Love… Don’t ‘festival’ me, my Love…why it’s so hard to talk to me? Not to travel to see me, not anything else, just to talk to me? The ‘All or Nothing’ Aussie…I give you the ‘All’ you give me the ‘Nothing’ – and you close me off even from that colorful ‘Nothing’ called IM… My Love…I ask again: what is this ‘I was naive to think that the war would end soon…’ thing? What war? Is this about me checking on your account? For the shadow of contact/ breadcrumbs of connection? Did my Aussie sleep? Or fooled around in The Library? My most beloved… Curls… I have to go, my Love…I’m sorry, I’m now running late…another Powerpoint day…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…you should sleep…I will dream in between 2 powerpoints…