Winter's Kiss

The cold wind rushed into my soul,
A feeling of pocession taking over my being.
I feel a strange and wonderful sensation,
Of being held and caressed with no one there.
I close my eyes as the feeling takes over more,
I can feel the sex through every pore.
My temperature is rising though no one is there to stimulate me,
I undress and set my soul free.
Waves of pleasure crash over me like a wave hitting the shore,
Climatic cries rush out of me as I beg for more.
The ghostly wind continues its asault upon my sex,
feeling it totally enter me is what I feel next.
it is triggering feelings and sensations I have never had before,
and will soon find out that it is a winter spirit that invades my soul,
I lean into the wind to experience the Winter's Kiss and fall back feeling the ought most bliss.