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The Dool and The Snow Angel

Snow Angel,
quench my wanton thirst
my lust is parched
and I fear this swollen vessel burst

My dool hangs low and heavy
against a cold, mid winter breeze
hot blood flows inside his vein
it's length down to my knees

Deeply throbbing......dark berry
upon soft, cool powder white
hold me inside your sanctuary
soft, wet, warm and tight

melted ice becomes
sweet summer rain
steam rises from this union of souls
Sweet snow angel ease my languished pain......

...as we lay

our shadows cast upon the ground
like cherries in the snow
she spreads her frosty �little wings�
as deeper and deeper I go

sensual oscillations shape
erotic �sin-tilations�,
two brazen lovers , naked
in motion against a
frozen white canvas below
clear winter skies
my, my, my

soaring upon the wings
of a beautiful
Snow Angel....