From Winter into Belinda

A cold blustery evening
Wind cutting into my body
like barbed wire
my fingers are numb
face is red raw
shivers through my spine
ice cold rain
soaking through to my skin
the elements try to control
my bruised, battered body
the torment is nearly over
Belinda opens her front door
cuddles me tight
against her warm satin blouse
Her friendly body heat
like an open log fire
Belinda's warm sweet lips
melt the ice on mine
making passionate love
with Belinda Beynon
turns Winter into Spring.