Words hurt, but a knife wounds with the sharper pain. He had admired the Russian Sami people for creating two hundred words to describe snow and ice. That eloquence used to impress; less so now her lexicon of inadequacy had grown with use and he was on the receiving end of hailstorms of stinging criticism. They hurt. More so when others heard, especially if they asked, “What did you do to provoke her?” Of course, it would...
She stood at the corner of the patio, where the rising sun was just catching her sable hair. That’s what caught my eye, the sun glancing off her shiny hair. She wore a long purple coat that nearly reached the ground. I couldn’t see her face because she was facing away from me while I worked. I kept watching her, there was something about her that caught me. I shook myself and went back to work, but the image of her wouldn...
It is always winter in my heart The cold has is icy grasp on my soul I need to thaw but I find no shelter yet Endless walking Tired footsteps and a weary mind It is always winter in my heart Chilled tendrils of loneliness ease their way around me Cling on and make themselves at home They are an unwelcome guest Stayed past their exit window They seem set in for the night But the days become weeks and then months And then y...
On a floor of fresh snow, We dance a stately waltz. As the trees look on in silence. If we can listen past the thunder of our hearts, We might hear the stars sing in silver tones. Giving time to our dance. The moon gilds our forms, Made stark by the cold ice of our ballroom. Our souls cleansed in its light. And in this dance, We are one and the same. And I give you my heart for yours. And still the stars sing. St...
When I leave work on Friday the sun is setting, and I walk to the train station gingerly on still-numb legs. I will never forget the way they buckled and gave out beneath me during my second orgasm. You held me up then, you kept me from collapsing, your hands firm and strong upon my hips. But your ramrod-straight erection was firmer and stronger still. I'm convinced you could have kept me up with that alone, the long and...
Snowflakes melt on my face as I numbly trudge through the ever-deeper cover of cotton-like snow. I give a silent prayer to the Gods for the cold. Else I would never have gotten this far. I reach a patch of windswept land and up my pace. A backward glance tells me my pursuers are lagging behind. This is my territory. My terrain. I know how to make friends with the spirits of ice and rock. Not far now. The glacier sits just...
The blizzard of white flakes kept coming in a staccato stream of flurries so thick the young girl on the balcony could barely make out the quaint town nestled below. Her almost dainty smile made it clear she didn’t mind. Affter all, the storm proved she had accomplished at least part of her mission. With one last quick glance at her map to make sure everything was sill on course, she looked over at the young couple energe...
I woke clammy again my heart racing in my chest My dream though a bit foggy was also so painfully real.It was that fateful day again replaying itself like a broken record. The day I made the biggest mistake of my life, and only now am I aware of that. It was the day Karin got on the plane. If only I could remember what she said."I'll be ... if you change your mind about things," she said as she got on the plane and blew m...
The evening wasn't going as planned, but that was a good thing. It was supposed to just be drinks after work but it had turned into dinner and now they were still lingering in the restaurant hours later. David looked around the little steakhouse. The couple at the last remaining table was putting on their coats. He sighed. "This has been so much fun but I guess we're going to have to call it a night," he said, returning h...
Felicity stood atop the hill overlooking the large town below. She drew a deep breath; crisp, cool, morning air tingled her nose and infused her lungs with rejuvenating oxygen. It was the perfect elixir to assuage the residual lag from the red eye bus ride she took across the country the night before. Her eyes wide, she took in the picturesque scene like an angel overlooking the clouds below the heavens. She witnessed the...
July passes and then it's bare-knuckled November. Up close to the Canadian border, winter comes in fast and sudden and burns out my crop with frost and snow. That's when the tourists come flooding in. Most of my nearest neighbors have given up farming to turn their historic ranch homes into B&Bs. I'm one of the last. November is about the time my Katherine stopped riding along the road. It's long since she's started weari...
Nina sat idly flicking through a few magazines while she was waiting for her appointment with the dentist. For the last three years, she and her mates had hit Southern California beaches, where they swam, surfed, danced and drank themselves silly for about three weeks solid.This year Nina wanted something different, a much more relaxing and hopefully a more romantic setting place to visit. She closed her eyes for a moment...
Winter was coming soon, a cold one too, judging by the breeze; living so close to Lake Michigan made predicting weather patterns pretty easy, especially as winter approached. I took in a deep breath, the crisp air was refreshing, like the feeling you get drinking cold water after chewing on Dentine Ice; unlike my boyfriend Jace, winter was quickly becoming my favorite season. There is nothing better than the smells of win...
The churning and merging is so vigorous that surrounding objects tremble with the movements, and so wet that a continuous sloshing sound is noticeable above the din of heavy breathing, rhythmic throbbing intonations and voices that betray heightened excitement and arousal. With pressure rapidly building and heat rising, the white frothy liquid reaches a point where it must burst from its dark enclosure. The bright juice s...
The sun is shining bright. The wind is bitter cold. We made love through the night and it's not getting old and so we'll stay inside to do what lovers do with Summer's sultry heat deep in me and deep in you. Our eyes are shining bright in the dew drops on our skin as our bodies meet - rocking back to where they've been. The brightness of the sun and the crying of the wind can't hold a candle to sweet sensations of...
