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Wednesday, January 19, 2011


Snow seems to capture the slow memory of each life's journey in each falling flake. Lovers,-In the warm of the night, invites the mystery of touch and the intimate connection we all desire. Tucked away in those quiet moments, as the silvery snow blankets and softens our earth outside, we are awakened to love.


In the warm of night,
powdery bed of down,
bodies of oil blend
into silvery shades
of white water.
Flesh arousing
smooth and brilliant,
falling and rising,
consuming air,
melting snow,
quivering drops of
cerulean salts.
echoes of pleasure
arched in
honeyed chambers
of our single heart.

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