Winter is Sweet

Come numb my lips

Hot mouth at the tips

Wet frost

Lost cost

Drink my tongue

Hum thrum

Press your breath

To my flesh

Brush blush

Then caress

To my breast

Squeeze test

Do your best

Taste haste

Slide your hand

Down my waist

To my knees

Please tease

And at last

To my feet

While the heat

Sweet treat

Lies undressed

On the bed

Until dead

In the head

Deep sleep

Winter sweet

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