had my breakfast. I
had my snack. I
had my lunch. I
had my another snack. I
had my dinner. I
went to sleep. I
woke up again. I
There he is.
Walking towards me.
I don't know what to say.
He's nice. So nice.
When he striked a conversation.
I knew that it pierced me.
He looked straight in my eyes and...
What a surprise!
I was already naked.
There's nothing wrong about it.
It is human nature.
It's not the *** that needs a partner.
Nor it is self-using.
I *** with the water.
No, I won't find a ***** there.
But I am certain that I make love with it.
I love it when it makes all of my worries gone.
All my impurities and insecurities gone.
It is liquid so it touches all of me.
Indeed, it is addictive.
But it is also required.
Is it *taking a bath you say?
I will smelting the scentest sweet
Smelt it over an 'I forgot' times
Smells the morningest freshness
Will smell petrified joy always.
I will stareding at the simplest complexity
My eyes saw the warmest merry
Seeing night sky spill over sight
Will stare at plainest intricacy.
I felting a sugar glaze
Felt it coat my moonest blue
Feeling his sugary hands
Had warmth so will feel it melt..
Will felting foreverness sticky.
And it won't keep me awake