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Emerald Lake Rendezvous

 

Smiling as I walk to you and give you a warm, long hug . . .welcoming you to the cabin . . . overlooking Emerald Lake have you been thinking of me? I have been thinking of you and your sweet smile beckoning me from a distance . . .

 

Now close you eyes for a moment and feel the mood of this warm and special place . . . 3 rooms . . . large fireplace, deck and Hottub, picture window overlooking the lake, bedroom with handmade quilts and king bed . . . and bathroom with large old fashioned tub for two . . .

 

You have arrived just before the thunderstorms due overnight As darkness arrives, I light candles . . . in each room . . . along with some nice incense . . . sandalwood . . . and have some chilled wine for us. Beringer or Kendall-Jackson . . . prefer blush or white?

 

The fire glows now, a glow of hot coals, as we sip our glasses and tast to "falling stars". The music play softly in the backgroud, playing as I take your hand for a slow dance. Wrapping one arm around your waist and taking your hand, we sway gently to the softness of the mood. As I nuzzle you right earlobe and softly kiss just behind it, whispering, "mmmm you feel so good...close to me", as your smile meets mine, in a beginning kiss, softly exploring as we dance.

 

My fingers run through your dark hair softly, and your hazel eyes warm me as the view of Emerald Lake below, as I slowly trace your lips playfully with my index finger, as your eyes look in mine, giving me warm feelings all over, we kiss slowly as my warm hands take each cheek softly savoring your kiss, like a painting for my memory, as you dance closer, time standing still. Another kiss as a lightning bold flashes outside and heavy rain begins to tap on the roof. As Lady in Red starts to play, the candles burn slowly, as we sway warmly. As the wind blows louder outside, while here by the fire, it's warm.

 

04/27/98

 

 

 

 

 


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