First post .. First snow...

Tonight I let newest white snow kiss my lips. Blue eyes open to see through the dark curtain so close to cloaking my spirit - but for the dancing ice and swirling crystals stinging and licking my dry lips I might disappear into it. First snow in Vermont and I may be content enough in a parking lot thinking of my lovers mouth. Hey girl! How is the great white north! Hmmm. I asked for you last night, D. And 'I bought ticketsesss to Bossston for nye w you'. Wtf. Noooo not you..I didn't call for you last night. Why you. Why not my dark deatheating lover. Its someone elses turn. I'm in Vermont after all. Maybe men suck less here in Burlington. I suck less for sure. Its best the snow is on my tongue to cool this dragon's fire before it speaks. So adored, so unworthy, lovers! They all -and I as well - too busy w our nothingness to see the beauty on our faces, the snowflakes and red christmas balls Cindy Lou Hoo. Blue balls... maybe...But ill wait for you lover. I smell of popcorn and incense. Every deck and dream says your close! Lover... I'm happy. I'm free enough and some day soon ill find my dragon fire . Caress another's lips, I think, will be nice here? Yes. Set them on fire. Wet passion instead of wet face. Wet thighs instead of wet ankles. Snow falls and my pants are wet. My socks are wet because I ran to the snowy night without my shoes. My panties are wet because i sat on a curb to smoke my menthol...its a start. Its Vermont wet. Its good because its new wet. Old wet from old love is dry and tired.