Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Wish me good night, my Love..I wish you good night too…let’s sleep…back hug, kisses on the swan lines…arch cuddle… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…lost…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy…fire And again…15 hrs in a flying can…hold me a little bit… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…again…I’ll be back at 8 am JXN time…tomorrow at 10 am I’ll leave this sauna…I go back to the dry sauna in Budapest… Consider him imprisoned, my Love… Purring on your chest…arch-cuddle Curls…infinite Love Smiling at the back door…how should I “read” ‘the Great sweetness’ image + ‘The Balance’ image, my Love? They are kind of opposite…infinite laughs…kisses on The Shadow Hugging the thighs…Lily-fondles, vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…deep intrusion…arranging the curls… Ashamed What about an update of this photo – with the other line of candor – semi-profile – one hill? I’m kidding, my Love…just send me the photo…tulip-capture…seizing the Hills…lost… Kisses on the thighs…pants off…arch-cuddle…buttercups-hug…can you breathe, my Love? Beside that, my Love…OOOh, I just saw the new photo, my Love on the bike…kissing those arms… How is your evening/ night, my Love? What were you doing at this hour? Lilying that line of candor…hugging The Hills…kisses on the Lilies Road…tulip-capture…fire…who’s working, my Love? I’m suffering from climate change… I went down to the reception to bring water…and poke my nose out for a few minutes to check the air…sauna at night…I ran back inside Finally…the shadow of a dialogue… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry, I didn’t hear the alarm… I love you…purring on your chest… I need to lay down a little bit, my Love…this humid, hot climate exhausts me…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…hugging the whole sweet Aussie…buttercups-hug, arch-cuddle…lost in you Is my most beloved, here/ there…I keep reshuffling ‘Our hibiscus’…golden curls… EEEverybody tortures him…peony-love on the tender sides, down on the hips…fall in the Bazaar…seizing The Great Sweetness…lily-love, tulip-capture…slipping landing…infinite ecstasy… So my Sweet Aussie called me and then jumped back onto the euchalyptus tree..gentle kiss, hungry kiss…lost in between…my tormented Aussie…I love you The Great Sweetness is all we have on the agenda today, my Love? Mountain View is 5 hrs away from LA… Hugging The Path…pretext off…seizing the Hills…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…detour to the Bazaar…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…The Pulse…emergency turn…fire I was so excited hoping that is you that I hung up…higgledy-piggledy Gemini My most beloved…’Our hibiscus’ means only one thing: Big Scandal…oppressing the Aussie…lost on you ‘Realization’ means ‘Yes’? Was that you, my Love? Please “say” a “yes” or “no”… I called back a few times but it disconnects immediately when I dial I just got a call from a number from Mountain View, California…accidentally I rejected the call…was it you, my Love? A more nuanced answer, my Love? I saw the balance in the Sweet Aussie Daily News…what does it mean, my Love? That you are balancing the doubts vs certainties? To call or not call me? How is your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Hugging the whole sweet Aussie…back hug, kisses on the neck…down on the Dimples and Hills…turning the angry Aussie…Big Scandal…lily-love in the Bazaar…peony-cuddle…hungry tulips…arch-cuddle, forced landing…The Pulse… Okaaay…immersion in the tub…snorkeling… The angry Black Swan could eventually call me… Sweet Aussie got trapped in the solarium…I’m trapped in the Jackson sauna, my Love…here people can’t live outdoor…beautiful woods, parks, vegetation…you can only contemplate from inside, from air-conditioned spaces…arranging the curls Can’t The Great Sweetness wait a little bit? A lily on his head… This is why I went shopping yesterday – to buy slippers…but I couldn’t find anything…no slippers, shoes, sandals – nothing of 3.5/ 4 size…only kids models of size 3 – one-two terrible models of size 4.5…I got exhausted and went back to the hotel…I told to the receptionist that if they don’t clean the carpet I need a pair of slippers… Yesterday I complained at the reception about the carpet in my room…it was extremely dirty…and I didn’t bring slipplers assuming – big mistake – that there are slippers in the room and bath robe as usually 4 starts hotels with pool and gym offer…today they cleaned the carpet…one improvement action has been implemented…it was worth travelling 15 hrs…single leg raised… The post was about extreme heat and ventilation…literally, my Love…kisses on the Lilies Road… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere I love you…oppression I’ll be back, don’t know when, my Love…around 5 pm – JXN’s hot, humid time…until then…sweet dreams and straitjacket… We’ll marry tomorrow, my Love, I’m sleeeeeepy… Kisses on the tender sides, pretext off, seizing the hills…trumpets on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…immersion in the Bazaar…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…explosion… On the D-day, EEEverybody will hide, my Love… Can you breathe, my Love? 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