ponderation: Cold winter dreams by Ransky I miss snow , the crisp prickly feeling when an icy
ponderation: Cold winter dreams by Ransky I miss snow , the crisp prickly feeling when an icy breeze slides past your body and lingers around your crevices and curves, or when the soft flakes land on the fluffy goosebumps of your nipples and your brain tells you that you should feel them as they melt into moisture but you dont….. I need to get out of the Sonoran Desert -- source link