The warmth surges through my body as the water runs down,
Down, down, down it drips.
Through my ***** blonde hair that extends to my sun kissed stomach.
To my thighs,
And lastly to my toes painted in pink.
The water beats from the shower cap with the power people crave for,
Desire for.
I like to play a game, with the water.
I turn the nosel to the hottest it will go,
Then simply stand under it.
I can feel my chest burning,
My body melting under the scalding water.
Before I evaporate completely under the shower cap, I turn the nosel to the coldest it will go.
My breath is taken instantly, my favorite part.
Slowly my head becomes numb.
The numbness travels down to my frozen cheeks,
My burnt shoulders,
My growing *******,
My narrow hips,
My brawny legs,
My pink toes.
And this is when I know I am alive.
So I turn off the water,
And know I won the game.