Sleigh Ride
a sleigh ride over crusted snow
beside wolfprints that forked
at the hillside where icicles
glow in conifers ingest starlight
sparse on the hillside
flung from a forest
an absurd urge to abscond her
willingly wantonly warm in his
arms
a fantasy to meet her
pink
still aglow scant of garments
wrapped in mink
abduction’s a fact
a threshold crossed
no desire to turn back
impetus is all
now they’ve gone into the forest
seeking sanctuary
in the depths of dark trees
pine boughs covering tracks
where offering a caress
from rose petal lips
hips on hips
her bright blue
eyes hamstrung his
copyright
© Dick Russell
2017
