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December 16, 1989

Low lights.
Soft kisses.
A naked me,
beneath you.
Frost on the pane.

Hands exploring.
New day soon.
December 16, 1989.
Clouds crossing over
out the window.
Sexual cravings.
Like winter apples,
the cellar is open.

The Nor'easter blows.
Snow drifts,
of coming freezing. 
Toboggans coasting,
a few feet from front door.

Your cock suspends
over me. 
Suffocating for passion.
You throb.

Nails leaving trails
over my spine.
I sigh.
Wanting you.
Urging you.
Your testicles,
against my thigh.

Sobbing for inspiration,
with your penis in my ass.
First gay lover,
my best friend. 
We shudder.
At Winter's front door.

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