He is beauty, strength,
and alluring--
he knows his worth!
Unfolding before me, he holds
the promise of tomorrow.
Oh, to be his only lover!
Snow lights bathe in his scent,
positioning him toward me.
And I will bind him in warm
embrace, taste [fleshmouth]
lips, and tranquility--
expose myself to him softly
beneath this storm.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Snowblind
Babbled by Ca at 4:45 AM
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