Agastache

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Friday, December 01, 2006

The Fire in the Cold Night














Winter arrived into the night,
darkness turned bright;everything turned white,

Cold air crept on my bed,
layers of thick blankets;I covered myself,

The freezing temperature continued to fall,
Ice formed all over the bedroom wall,

Finally, I fell asleep; dream took me to a hot place,
burning air touches my face;my lips,

It felt so good;it felt just right, then suddenly, I woke up...
I saw you "face to face" with burning desire;I felt it throughtout night,

It felt so good; it felt just right,
created fire, you and I, into the cold freezing night...

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