Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html No bending, self-service…kisses…(infinite desire) And he took off my pijama…lost The One I love Only hours, Curls…weeks, months – hopefully not years – until you’ll talk to me… Wish me good night and if possible don’t take off my pijama…I love you “Says” Zweistein…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Doooon’t “snorkel” me, Curls…I’m sooo tired and still have a lot to do today…the Eggs have exhausted me… I have to go, my most beloved…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…immersion in you, surfing on your body… Sweeeeet shadow…celestial perspective…kisses on the thighs up on the lines of candor…detour to the sweets…seizing the Hills…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…The Path on the hills…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… No answer…as usual…lost Is Curls still skiing? Again, Curls? Lost… And he’s crying again…kisses on the thighs up to the middle, down on the Lilies Road…lily-love, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…I would turn the Aussie, but it’s not possible…forced landing…lost All of you What is in that curled mind of yours, my Love? My Love, my Love, my Love… OOOh…is this the reason for the big drama, Curls? The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy… And the crying, my Love? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…kisses on the neck, down on the Bells Road, down on the Hills and Dimples…all off…detour on the hips…turning the Aussie…lily-storm, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…forced landing…infinite desire…lost on you… What is this non-stop “snorkeling” Curls? What happened? Come here…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…arranging those curls and that collar… What has Curls noted? Hold me a little bit more, my Love…The Path on the hills…The Great Intrusion…lost underneath… Hugging my most beloved and curled…seizing the Hills, lily-fondles, vampire tulips…heaven…all of him…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…lost in you WWWhy the “snorkeling”, my Love? What have I done? Okaaay, you can take off my pijama but don’t ‘snorkel’ me, Curls… My most beloved and curled…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…immersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…lily-fondles on the treasure and the secret road up on His Sweetness…peony-cuddle, hungry tulips…eating the Aussie…fire…forced landing…lily prison, lily-cuddles…infinite ecstasy… It’s not clear, my Love…who’s visiting who? And what is the ‘Nothing tangible…’ at the front door? The sock, that’s tangible, Curls…online… WWWhere is our hibiscus from the back door? My Love, I’m heeeeeeere Lost in you…kisses The One I love… Our days… Heaven…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…all of him…collapse…silent turn All of you…lot of complaints at the front door… Doooon’t snorkel me…hold me a little bit… I knowww, my Love…what can I do? I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…dreaming of you My most beloved and curled, I’m heeeeeere but I have to go… All of you, all of him…hold the board, Curls…I love you I knowww, my Love… The One I love…kisses all over Doooon’t snorkel me, my Love…I have to go…I’m late…I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…aquamarine dreams… Lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…rain of trumpets on The Path…celestial perspective…lily-love, vampire tulips…fire…lost underneath… How was your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on the neck…slipping…all off…lost What did you note, Curls? HHHow many times I’m late? Lily-storm… Then I assume it’s night in your world, my Love…and it’s bed time for Curls…kisses on the neck, tight hug, arch-cuddle… WWWhere is Curls? Why don’t you add the location to the photos? My most beloved, I’m soooorry, I didn’t hear the alarm…more exactly – I heard it but embedded in a dream… Home Kisses The One I love Zweistein…