Tuesday, January 27, 2015

blizzard conditions


she was a blizzard
of love
and affection, a white
storm of desire
ready
to cave the roof
in with snow
and hot ice.
she was the wind,
she was
the fire, she
was the flame of
your undivided attention.
she was
the low pressure
system
that kept you inside,
bundled up, exhausted,
tongue tied.

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