snowflakes are falling
down upon us as we
rough play into the snow
I run my fingers all over
your soft & hairy
chest as we cuddle
so close to stay warm
as the slush cools and melts
all over the both of us .
* this poem is all mine *
What a wonderful moment you captured . . . a lovely snapshot of bliss. Patricia
beautiful i like it!!!!! one love Corey & co