Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html My gold and aquamarine Miracle…still commenting? I love you Hold me a little bit, my Love…His Sweetness will find his way…infinite desire… Lilied and locked with infinite Love… Flat white, self-service, my Love…lost…I have to go…kisses The One I love… I can’t exercise more now, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…aquamarine dreams… Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses Curls is upside down, he didn’t sleep much…hugging the whole sweet, curled tormented Aussie…kisses on the neck, down on the Dimples and Hills…all off…turning the Aussie…kisses on the thighs, up to the sweets…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…forced landing…lost on you The cast is well known, my Love..no need to remind me…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…lost What exercises, Curls? More details? Okaaay…don’t know what to do… Wrong photo…sweeeeeet shadow…lilies on the Gems, fall with trumpets and bells…celestial perspective…lily-love, hungry tulips…eeating the Aussie…fire…emergency turn…lost Sweeeeeeet shadow… The whole complaints and critique palette on the affichage…kisses on the neck…all off…eating the Aussie… Have you had an sleep, my Love? Immersion in your eyes…arranging the curls…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips…melting point…kisses on the lines of candor…detour on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…slipping, landing…infinite ecstasy… That’s Curls… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeeere Curls… Our whispers… Kisses all over…all off-aquamarine dreams I really have to go, you, most beloved…the powerpoint day has started and I am still in pyjama (with “y”)… Contact…kisses on that line of candor…tulip-capture…fire…lost underneath… I’m laughing at my posts…and at you, Curls…you know how to choose them…I feel that sweet Aussie impertinence behind the selection…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… I have to go, my Love…I forgot the powerpoint…cause is forgettable…I’ll be back at 5 pm…lot of meetings… This is who I am, Curls… Reading the Sweet Aussie Daily News…I can’t believe that I wrote those…well… Contact…deep intrusion, kisses on the neck, detour on the swan lines…fall… My dream promenade with trumpets and bells…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite sweetness…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses ‘Snorkeling’ was not an option, you, most beloved and curled…lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…celestial perspective…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…infinite ecstasy… Which one, Curls? The Ring, again…is this “never” or “when we marry”, Curls? AAAnd the conversation, Curls? I’m back, my Love… I knowww, my Love…interruption… Eating Curls…rain of trumpets, seizing the Hills…lily-storm, vampire tulips…collapse…silent turn… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeeeere…missing you…it burns… Home Curls… Kisses all over…you, most beloved and curled… HHHow many weeks? Lily prison Fire…lost Protest… I’m here/ there, my Love… Contact…reverie… HHHow many…lost I love you Straitpijama and whispers in The Aether… What can I do, my Love?