Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I love you Kisses… Silence and lilies on the Path…silence? AAAhhh… So, my most beloved…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’ll eat the Aussie, again and again… Another imbecile molly called me when I was in Erlangen, knowing that I recommended the small German company…she asked me why…I told her…she couldn’t debate my factual arguments…so she said: ‘But they are so rigid…’ I almost said: “I like rigid”. I bit my tongue…infinite laughs… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…airports and business hotels are exhausting…and next Sunday I have to go again to Erlangen for 4 days…this time I booked an old style hotel…Stadthaus… Eating the Aussie…oppression, the path on The Path…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing… Where are the ‘Days’? 9,000 miles away… C’est tout, mon amour..the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… WWWhere is The Great Sweetness? Full… Curls and The Beards… You, most beloved…you don’t let me in… Turned What is my Love doing now? The Beauty, The Hunger and The Melancholy…deep intrusion On the thighs, in between…celestial perspective…seizing the Hills, hugging The Path…holding The Great Sweetness…Big Scandal, infinite sweetness…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath…must arrange those golden curls…fire How is your day, my Love? A trumpet in the middle…slipping on the lilies Road, detour on the lines of candor…lily-storm, hungry tulips…AAAhhh…fire Festivals all day long, my Love…anything productive? I don’t like the expression “making love”…it sounds like a manufacturing process… Loving you… All off…lily-storm, forced landing…now you can arrange those curls… My sweet Aussie is having fun with my posts…what is the “I was naive…” about, my Love? My Love, I’m heeeeeeere I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…purring on The Path… Kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…peony-cuddle…Lily-storm, crazy tulips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…deep intrusion…immersion in your eyes…deep Aquamarine…lost Sure, let’s blame the supplements…a lily on his head, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…forced landing…The Pulse…fire In the ‘Focus Booth’, my Love? Really? The corporate terminology is a great source of humour… My beautiful Aussie…buttercups-hug…fall in ecstasy… Pretext off, celestial perspective…kisses on the hips, detour on the Hills, back to the front, fall in the Bazaar…peony-cuddle, lily-love, vampire tulips…lost underneath…deep intrusion…collapse… Hungry tulips…The Pulse…emergency turn…fire Lilies on the lines of candor…storm on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…lost again… Does Curls have anything else to “say”? Lost on the thighs… I’m sorry, my Love…I wanted to change the “focus Booth” cause it’s suffocating – no air conditioning, but the only available ones have glass walls…so, no way…I’m back in the suffocating one… Kisses on the thighs, up to the Bazaar…sweets and Scandal, tulip-capture…The Pulse…forced landing…fire…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose…lost on you No conversation, no romaaaaance, right…arrange those curls, my Love…will start the next lilying session in seconds… Did you sleep, my Love? Did you dream? How is your heart, your soul? All off, kisses on the Bells Road, down to the hills…love-squeeze and bites…lost Lost on The Path…infinite beauty…Peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…hot velvet, hot hardness…full…fire Obsession Love and prison You, most beloved…sure…I am the one who work, again, Sweet Aussie plays The Original… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…this error 429 exhausted me…I’ll be back at 3 pm, tomorrow is office day…until then…purring on The Path…lily-fondles, tulip-love…lost in you…hold me a little bit… That was the classic emergency turn, my Love… I Love you…c’est tout… Sweet and impossible…lost on The Path…lily-storm…slipping on that line of candor…tulip-capture…emergency turn…The Great Intrusion…fire Arrange the curls… This “silence” thing, my Love… You have enough details, my Love…around 30K Mr. ‘All or Nothing’ – thanks for the ‘Nothing’ which leaves me with no option when something like this happen…I could have sent you message in IM…but nooooo…sweet Aussie should not be invaded… Home