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Winter's Seduction
when you aren't looking
I blow a gentle
icy breeze
up your skirt
it tickles against
your hot essence
you giggle in innocence
as I have planned
my frosty fingers
gently explore
you are barely aware
as I trace your thighs--
your breasts ...
and my lust
begins to grow
my fingers become less
soft
I grip what I seek
and your passion swells
in response
to my icy resolve
heat rises
to meet
the fury of my longing
you struggle
but I know
you will give in
why would you
seek me out
if you didn't
want me
you finally succumb
and lay before me
trembling gently
I claim you
and cover you
completely
ravaging you
all mine
until Spring
discovers your
indiscretion
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| Writing Prompt |
Using any form of poetry, with or without rhyming, write about Winter using the technique of personification (as if this season were a person). |
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