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May 2020
I vision you here, in this hot shower with me.
Washing your body down with Dove Soap.
Creating circular motion on your chest as you smile,
while I grab your waistline.
Feeling all over your back
arms
kissing your stomach &
touching places I know I shouldn’t.

Temperature rises, the air is foggy.
I hear your voice in the mist whispering my name.

This moment is so surreal ,
until the phone rings on the counter.

& then I open my eyes,
turn off the shower,
realizing my mind is playing tricks on me.
--Close your eyes--
xavier thomas
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xavier thomas  29/M/Arkansas
(29/M/Arkansas)   
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