grnmtngoddess

Deep within the belly of my home... I sip gingerbread tea and line my bed with the skin of October, groaning beneath my feet the floor creaks like aging bones, I hear the air's cookie crunch outside, it breaks up the fast of my fantasies with its crackling cold, whispering that Autumn's pantry has been stocked with a bounty of seasonal reruns, I see the Sky skirt low before the nibbling frost as I step outside, I am not as cold as others may be, I am warmed by Autumn's plump lips upon mine, keeping me warm with her mulled applespice, I kiss her-deep and probing even deeper-our love leaves us tangled on the Earth, steaming and sw