You don't do poetry????? Ya coulda fooled me . . .

What do you call this? Bwahahahahhahahahahah!

| "Capt. Mooron" wrote in message
...
|
| ... a Muskox hide... deliriously soft and comfortable... the sensation
that
| can only be appreciated on actual contact. It envelopes you in warmth,
| luxury and delicious sensuality. An ice bucket stuffed with champagne
and
| the primal fervor evoked from a crackling fire... hypnotic and evoking.
An
| ice age cold that encompasses the wilderness, staved by the penetrating
| warmth of a gentle caress. Wicked nothings whispered against the wind's
| howling screams of protest beyond the log cabin door. Sensations,
Seductions
| and Sweet excess!
|
| To be nowhere and everywhere.....
|
| See what happens when the sea mends me in her icy grip..... I am once
more
| at one!
|
| CM