Soft was the snow that fluttered all around you
And cascaded gently onto your hair and face.
Moist were your lips from the occasional snowflake
That floated into the opening between us,
Before we resumed our passionate embrace.
Soft was the snow that fluttered all around you
And cascaded gently onto your hair and face.
Moist were your lips from the occasional snowflake
That floated into the opening between us,
Before we resumed our passionate embrace.
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Lovely! I’m in the mood for snow!
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Thank you, me too! 🙂
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