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Click hereWhen will you be my lover?
In the winter snow falling
Heated passion
In frosty rooms
Tussled hair
Entwined legs
Down feather blankets
To sleep under
When will you be my lover?
In the springs light rain
Scooping up daffodils
Brighten up our dreamy heads
Arms enfolded
Bodies pressing to
Delight us
When will you be my lover?
In the summer heat lifted
Thin sheets
Soft breeze and salted air
Your kisses at my neck
When will you be my lover?
In autumn brings sunshine
Crisp air bites us
To apple colored cheeks
Falling on leaves that stick in your hair
Cum in me against a brilliant blue sky
When will you be my lover?
In the airport where you meet me
In the bistro that serves the wine
In the hotel room
Where we eat cracker and pate'
Between the covers
In the time it takes to melt me
With warm oil and sweet music
When will you be my lover?
So many choices.
So many decisions.
Very nicely done ~ makes me want to say "Now!!"
Wonderful imagery of the seasons. "Crisp air bites us
To apple colored cheeks" adds an extra symbolism to fall, both the crisp air and the sense of harvest time.
Well done!