Cold winter nights and freshly fallen snow Casting thoughts against a pale reflection Seems kinda random impeding on the flow To navigate our world with no real direction Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation Ideas whisper of relevance to...

    I am the clean white sheetbeneath you  awaiting the deep dip  of your deft quill    Longing for the spill  of your sensual ink  feeling it wet  upon my virgin skin     Words are caresses  as my body confesses  with...