Impromptu

caressing my
own breast
fingers frozen

on a cold hand
my nipple
erectly

stands
no thought
of throwing

snow balls
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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March 26, 2019 at 12:02 PM
heh, frost bit a nipple once, biking in -50C windchill... I thought of throwing snowballs.
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March 27, 2019 at 6:55 AM
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Connelly Avatar
March 26, 2019 at 10:36 PM
So you are minus the feeling of one nipple? Geeze. Thanks for sharing Maureen.
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