snowflakes

Soft bronze skin against pale white sheets snowflakes drift by the window sweet moans in the night as the moon shines above making the snowflakes dance as they fall heat rises as her breath catches quicken flicks of the toung as the balls of my ring swiftly glide across your pink flesh your hands tightened in my hair pulling yet my eye catches the snowflakes they seem in no rush slowing my motion her legs fall as she falls in to my rhythm i want her to fall as slow as the snowflakes carelessly releasing in pure bliss as she hits the ground