To snuggle deep with a woman-wrapped together outside by the fire catching flakes of snow with our tongues is truly one of the most blessed moments of life.
Reduced in humble spirit I find myself snuggled deep within
Talking softly I follow the fluttering trails of breath joining each snow flake that falls on your face.
With deep eyes sealed now to fate’s chance, melted as two hearts join in a magical journey to the sea just as each flake of snow must, age and time mix as one season passes on to the next.
Each one relevant for the other just as your seasons is to be a blessing and an enrichment for each breath that I take.
I watch the icy flakes of snow dance around your breath as your lips of cold, warm against the skin of my neck.
As each flake is different in its nature, I want each moment with you to be different and unique in reverence to each other.
While I watch you make snow angels with the smile of a child, I close my eyes and give thanks for the smile you have just for me.
Through layers of clothes tight against our skin, passion rises deep within.
Cheeks of rose redden as I taste your lips once again while I snuggle deep within your soul.
Rb 12-08-08 ©
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