The dripping sounds of water,
the floral smell of shampoo,
dissipating steam,
as I open the door.

Red hair pulled up in a high pony tail,
revealing a tanned and freckled neck,
a bit of back and a smooth pair of shoulders
the towel wrapped around her, damp and blue.

Whispy baby hairs blow randomly,
as I softly blow on them.
a full body shiver shakes her body.
I watch her watch me in the mirror.

With lips that barely touch skin,
I begin to travel around her neck,
to the extremes of both shoulders,
and down her spine that I can see.

Stippled skin rises in response,
reflected blue eyes, begin to show flames
as she reaches for the overlapping towel,
and lets it drop to the floor.