Warmth

18Dec06

I was cold, my feet, my hands, my body.

I come in to the room, you’re in bed.

My lips, cold, the lack of color apparent.

I come closer, your eyes inviting me, no words.

I slide of my jacket, everything.

You open up the blanket, naked, I slide in.

We spoon, the magnificient feeling, your contact on my flesh.

I fall asleep, against the delicious warmth of your skin…



One Response to “Warmth”

  1. Mmmmm……sounds devine.


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