[WayzataJOHNN]

"Whew!!! . . .
You keep pouring coals on this fire,
fanning the flames of my desire,
with this train hurling down the track,
the furnace will blow its stack.
Oh heck, who cares?

Just keep on shoveling!!! . . . ;-)"


OK


Love by the Fire

She lay upon a hearth rug,lit by glowing coals the color of Love’s Rose,
her skin was as alabaster, washed in the light of Mars.
A flawless ruddy statue of Woman At Rest, in graceful curves of repose,
illuminated by her inner fire, echoing through her, like notes on a soul sitar.

Her hair flung back in that last act of release,
her eyes close in reflex as nerves are lovingly rasp.
Breath still surged to demands of her needs toward peace,
her body more alive then her mind can grasp.

Falling through her clouds of timeless tumbling mist,
into a deep and silent sea of complete peace.
She surrenders to the final act of our gentle tryst,
and we are finally sundered by that shattering release.

[Soaring Feather]

Johnn!!!!!! Cut that out!! LOL


These windows are all steamy again.

[HopeandGlory]

Sigh!!! . . . it's a good thing we have a cool front blowing thru' tonight . . . this site's on fire . . . ;-)

blue norther
blowing leaves no need to sweep
winter comes

rim 10/5/05 ©