Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Contact, forever… The One I love I need a photo with a more explicit shadow… Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the towel praetexta…angelic view… I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’ll swim around you, my Love… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…hold me a little bit…his Sweetness knows his way… And the big external consultancy firm will get the credit for… I always have to hide…and do the work… Todaaay, I had a lot of meetings with The Egg on how to play the Trojan horse…OOOh, my Love… I would bubble desperately: WWWait Curls, I can’t reach The Great Sweetness! Wild indeed, my Love, cause i don’t know HHHow I would immerse / submerse…more than 3 meters… Swimming beneath…tulip-capture…all of him… Swimming up on the Hills…with trumpets and big bells… My Love and his accent…I love every day thinking of how we will communicate one day…WWWhat? I miss you, I miss the sea and the silver glow… How could I have forgotten that photo, you, most beautiful and curled? OOOh…perfect angle…attack Talking to you non-stop… Curls…I can’t bend all day in all angles… Good festival or bad festival, my Love? WWWhat is my most beloved doing now? The golden smile, lost in you Contact, forever WWWhere are The Culprits? Revenge It burns Me too I miss you too, my Love… Your thighs, your hips…The Culprits…love-squeeze…arch-cuddle, His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… Buddha, move… Your breath, your scent…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…heaven Contact, forever… EEEverywhere… Hold the board, curls…rain of trumpets on the Culprits, loving bites…detour to the front…eating the Little-Big Aussie…collapse… Have your had any sleep, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… My most beloved and curled, I’m heeeeeeere Kisses AAAhhh…and loving bites…don’t put ice in your drinks, Curls…drink only warm liquids…which match the body inner temperature…the cold disrupts the digestion… Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the towel praetexta…. The One I love…I said “off”, Curls… First, I’ll wait for you to say a few words…just to hear that accent…AAARticulate, Curls…then, attack with full artillery… On that day… Where to start? Call me, Curls…for enhanced whisper transmission… It’s bedtime for Curls…I’ll be back at 8 pm, my Love…until then I’ll put together the details…kisses on that beautiful hand…I love you All off, slipping on the Culprits with trumpets and big bells and loving bites…detour to the front…lily-love, hungry tulips…silent turn…fire… Protest: I can’t write faster, Curls… All of you…curves and zen…detour to the front…Buddha, turn your head…tulip-capture…lost Well, let’s try the AFS…WWWhen?