Wet Dreams

Wet Dreams

but soft
the gentle swirling snow
silent as a feather
casts itself, upon the frozen earth
whilst a soft zephyr
caresses each snowflake
blowing kisses in the breeze
a sudden gust
sends each individual snowflake
into a frenzy
of pirouetting madness
direction is lost
destiny is changed forever
as each flake
now embraces
and dances
with its new future
yet aware
that the warming air
will cease its current existence
as it melts
into a trickle
and experiences new sensations
cascading into the arms
of a myriad of new lovers
by Jem 🦋💞🦋