Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html And kisses to my generous Aussie…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…lost in between… Lily-fondles on The Great Empath… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 10:30 am…I start the day with a meeting at 7 am until 9 am and then I have to go to the office…so until then…I’ll be dreaming of that back hug… Attack…back hug, arch-cuddle, arranging the curls…pretexts off…kisses on the Bells Road, lilies on the Dimples, trumpets, peony-love and a few bits on the Hills…emergency turn…fall in the Bazaar, lily-storm, vampire tulips…forced landing…lost on the sweet Aussie…jail time His Sweetness is an empath…AAAhhh I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…actually mentally exhausted…by trying to navigate The Egg’s diversions…I had two very bad dreams last week – ugly, disgusting dreams, I usually have such dreams when there are bad energies, bad intentions around me…at first I thought that he just has a bad temper and he is dsitracted, that he forgets things because he is overloaded…but unfortunately I’ve realized that he is deliberately withholding information, he is misleading me and my colleague intentionally, he’s telling me one thing at the phone and then the opposite in a meeting with big audience making me look ridiculous/ unprepared…I don’t know what to do… Lilies on the Gems, down on the Mid-Galaxy, down on the Lilies Road…detour on the hips…slipping on that line of candor…eating all the sweets…emergency turn…fire Love-squeeze What is my Love doing now? Flat white ecstasy…lost Allegedly he’s busy doing reasearches in The Library…kisses on that line of candor…grabbing all the sweets… He doesn’t want to overload me with too much information… Some updates at the back door…my generous Aussie… The Shadow…pretext off, The Great Revelation…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…positioning The Great Sweetness…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…lily-love, crazy tulips…collapse… My Love…it’s your code…lost Got it…he’s heart is in the pants and the pants are in The Library…deep intrusion I haven’t asked my Love how is his day, if he have had any sleep, how is his heart, his soul… What festival, my Love? I’m goood… My Love, I’m heeeeeere Jail time His Sweetness has positioned himself…infinite Love…lost And I can’t stay now…I’ll be back at 9 pm…I’m sooooorry again…until then…come here… My Love, I’m terribly sooooorry…The Egg… Shhhhh… I love you, I love you, I love you…time to sleep…sweet dreams, my Love… I’m done. Kisses. Repeat Offender…lily-love I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 5 pm…until then…daydreams and PowerPoint…The Curls, The Beauty, The Hunger, The Melancholy…lost in between… The mule and the one thought…I love you No need to attack, my Love…lost underneath… You, most beloved…I need to do something about those curls… No conversation, no romaaaance…deep intrusion, tight hug…slipping… Sweeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…seizing the Hills…hot velvet, hot hardness…lily prison…jail time… Promenade…lily-storm, tulip-love…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…the curls…collapse He’s scared… Infinite laughs…my sweet Aussie’s heart fell into his pants… My Love…shouldn’t we give it a try to discuss these details on phone? How would it sound? AAAnd the Hills Lily-fondles, hungry tulips…eating all the sweets…lost in you I can’t reach the Big Scandal… Lost underneath…jail time lily-cuddles…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… Still laughing…my sweet Aussie is showcasing the empirical evidence… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere…I’m soooorry…The Egg called me… Home OOOh…another night without you…wish me sweet dreams, my Love My most beloved…and his golden curls…infinite Love I’ll be back tomorrow at 8 am, my Love…for about 15 min…until then…tight hug, gentle kiss, hungry kiss, buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses, rain of trumpets, kisses on the Lilies Road, fall in the Bazaar… Golden curls…are you here/ there? I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…tomorrow I’ll be walking on eggshells again…only the thought tires me down to the floor… Riposte to the grandstand…followed by retort…