Now.
Now is the time.
Remember the snow.
Clean, white, beckoning cold.
Feel it now.
Take off your clothes.
Step from the sauna of the day.
Lay your body on the merciful, merciless snow.
Your nipples will burn their way to the sidewalk.
Steam will rise from the white beneath your cunt.
Give yourself to the cold
and take pictures of the heat.
You'll treasure them come January.
(Thanks to Mykola Dementiuk for the inspiration.)
Now is the time.
Remember the snow.
Clean, white, beckoning cold.
Feel it now.
Take off your clothes.
Step from the sauna of the day.
Lay your body on the merciful, merciless snow.
Your nipples will burn their way to the sidewalk.
Steam will rise from the white beneath your cunt.
Give yourself to the cold
and take pictures of the heat.
You'll treasure them come January.
(Thanks to Mykola Dementiuk for the inspiration.)
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1 comment:
Oh THANK YOU for the snowy memory poem.
I'll look at pictures of last winter's snows and keep your words close.
Not sure there is any way to capture this heat in a photo~~
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