Celebrate the New Year
New Year
The day has shown up with a beam, when from behind the hills the sun rose. The ruddy apron wrapped the eastern horizon; you stood looking at the east submerging in the warbles of birds.
I was in the valley on foot all along the shoreline of the earsplitting torrent that sung a passionate song, picking shaped shingles whose edges had become smooth with time. From the hill acme you descended then we met at the shore underneath a colossal rock.
That was the beginning.
Virtue in your eyes was discernible then we met again at a gala bash. As of there you took to the first floor. You were leading me to a vacant bedroom. The first affectionate encounter was electrifying; we lived as one in that room with complete hours of darkness. Your affection and brute force ruled that of a cave man, crumbled me. The lust flown turning your veins warm, and war breathe blown trumpet; the tempest in you turned and inundated me. I know you by no means overlook that night with me; the moments were creeping like years. The most stirring instant you spent and enjoyed ever.
Come again, commemorate once again. No merriment is absolute unless the celebration of youth is accompanied after covetousness.
Brandi xoxo 250 371 0947
