Untitled - December 24, 2001 The feel of cool leather sliding on warm flesh is a tantalizing glimpse at the senses. Each nip and tuck of the rough leather against smooth silk reveals a secret pleasure. Like a shadow figure in the dreams, the first touch transcends all imagination. First night, last light, hidden eyes meet and then glance away at the last sprig of mistletoe. - based on words provided by Karen Speers - mistletoe; transcend; secret; leather