Even if You Don't Care for Poetry

A nip, a chill is in the air, a season’s change familiar,

The feel of feelings shifting fair, no warmth and skies not clearer,

A gray glow peeks itself through blinds, a hue I’ve known before,

Outside winds, a whistling kind, I hear it more and more

As the days lose light and sun, the darkness arrives early,

Emptying the usual fun, and shifting us to surly,

Waking to a splash of heat, now barren, slighted bites,

The cold of skin and covers meet, as motivation fights

A warmer time would beg to ask, what shall we do today?

Patience, friendly and so kind, would guide me on my way,

A heavy cloak, these clouds and shade, are not as welcome, so,

As hope of plans begins to fade, a light breaks through this woe

Alas, though here proves brisk and breezy, it may not warrant tears,

Compared to past, this seems too easy, not ideal for reindeer,

Don’t be discouraged, as I had ya’, this place, it just might just change ya’,

After all, this is Nevada… this is no Pennsylvania.

My Bad...

My first mistake was thinking I had the capacity to compose a widely and well-received blog entirely about sex and the adult industry.


Ooops.

I didn't even consider, at first, that this was narrowing my topics down to the point where I couldn't post a topical blog on the infuriating misbehavior of children, a successful or failed recipe, the beautiful discovery of a flavored coffee creamer or the painful re-watchings of the terrible ending of Nip / Tuck.

Why would I do that? Why would I cut out these delicious morsels of entertainment. Whether friends or strangers, my readers deserve a wide range of blog-ips.

So I feel better knowing that my days will be inspired by more than just sex toys and porn stars, positions, lubricant, dry spells and fantasies.

But the sexy silver lining is that this blog can encompass that too, should I choose to do so.