Sunday, November 30

and she giggles

Actually seeing snow's
fat flakes kissing her lips
in the same way I should have been kissing her lips.

And twice more again there was Nature's enviably
blind courage.

Her ridges along mine
on the side, licking for up for good
measure and showmanship.

Again those ridges attack
and once pricked
I lash back and grab her hips.

I shiver and she giggles.

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