Since it was foggy on Seymour today...

[parts]

it reminded of me of something from ~ a year ago:



Mount (err Miss) Seymour

The fog wrapped around me like my favorite cat and began to purr
as the clouds let loose a million warm kisses that licked my face & body
I started @ her lovely toes & slowly worked my way up,
pausing at the top to enjoy the view
and
then
began to work my way down over her many sensual curves
moments of pleasure frozen in time
the sweet spot visited again and again.
In the darkened mist we were all alone,
able to enjoy each other as we wished
Spent, wet and tired I ventured home
with exquisite recollections helping me write this pome.

[Speed Racer]

haha, i'm only slightly disturbed.