As I held back my unrequited love’s hair while she relieved her troubled stomach all over the icy pavement, I reflected that this wasn’t exactly how I’d hoped to spend my first Christmas in London. The previous year, after months of interviews in secret,...
The road was bumpy, the carriage wheels jolted and hopped over stones and ruts as it made its way through the darkening wood. The professor and his mistress sat comfortably in the plush interior, warm with the glow of a tiny stove as snowflakes drifted pa...
Come to me!on a cold dark nightwith a full moon howlingin a clear Alaskan sky. Walk with me,on the coastal trailwhere the footprints are fewin the woods by the shore. Talk with me,tell me secretsthat only lovers can knowin soft whispers to my waiting ear....
This brings me back,takes me on a journey in the deep recesses of my mindto a time I remember well.And although it tastes the same(like winter)like hot chocolate on a crisp, dark night,feels like the sharp wind whipping at my skin,I wear the scars it leav...
Pearls of a winter’s day plash gently on open hands, Each snowflake a gem of melting opulence, Garnishing season’s moods with opalescent sheets. Purity celebrated in perpetual variety, With polished faces of ivory radiance; Their tender and alluring eyes...
As the sun gets lower The nights grow longer than ever The warmth and joy of Summer Feels like it’s gone and returning never Winter moves in with fingers of ice Bringing with it cold and fear Tearing away the last vestige of light Spending its time remo...
The Bomb Shelter Virgin Christmas Eve 1941, Kyiv (Kiev) Russia. Natalya was busying herself peeling vegetables for Christmas day by candlelight. She had not long returned from Christmas Eve mass at the church, the deep cold still in her bones. Dressed i...
The frigid, glacial cold slithers in through every pore in her body as she steps naked from the Jacuzzi. Then it slaps her full in the face, a stinging blow that reminds her of a nasty little French godmother that didn’t tolerate sneaking Macarons past be...
“Come on now, don’t be a wimp!” Down the hill, the two gals that made up half of their small group stood positioned next to the side of the landing area. To the one still summoning up the courage to attempt the jump, one of them had shouted, teasing him....
“Mmm, you smell gorgeous.” Beth felt a shiver run down her spine as her husband cooed in her ear. The smooth, rich timbre of his voice always made her warm and fuzzy, but all the more so when it happened to be charming her with a compliment. She felt his...
“Don’t you fucking dare.” His vulgarity travels from the crown of her head to the soles of her feet. “Someone might see us.” He inhales her quiet protest. “Then hurry and come.” Emmett’s suggestion, laced with ascension, arouses Mila to the point of conce...
As my wife and I arrived at the ski resort in Aspen, the concierge opened the double doors and welcomed us to the lodge. We stepped inside the large hallway, walking past an open fireplace and towards the reception desk as the porter took our bags. A lady...
“Thanks again for coming.” I said as soon as we were alone in the hotel room. “It wasn’t that bad.” He said. “It’s also not your family.” I took out of my bag the bottle of wine that stole, snuck out of the cousin’s wedding reception, whatever you want to...
Sonja stepped outside the lodge and took a lungful of cold mountain air. Behind her, the party raged on, seemingly oblivious to her absence. The haze of pot smoke inside was bothering her. It made her feel a bit dopey, even though she had never touched a...
