i step into the shower,
my hair flowing down my back
and i hear the bathroom door open and close
-click
you enter
i ask if you're coming in,
you pull back the curtain
and you stand there
like a mountain,
absolutely majestic
your skin warm and inviting
i push my hair behind my ears
you step into the shower
the stream hits your body
like a waterfall in Minneopa
in the middle of a hot summer day.
you lay three fingers against me,
like an electric current
screaming "I want" over and over.
You bend down to kiss my forehead,
the water spreads over your face
and rushes between my legs
you kiss my lips
you place your remaining two fingers on my waist
I snap back into place:
sitting in a hard plastic chair
listening to a short bearded man
go on forever
about some dead philosopher
who has never touched me.
and again, you are far away
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
i step into the shower,
my hair flowing down my back
and i hear the bathroom door open and close
-click
you enter
i ask if you're coming in,
you pull back the curtain
and you stand there
like a mountain,
absolutely majestic
your skin warm and inviting
i push my hair behind my ears
you step into the shower
the stream hits your body
like a waterfall in Minneopa
in the middle of a hot summer day.
you lay three fingers against me,
like an electric current
screaming "I want" over and over.
You bend down to kiss my forehead,
the water spreads over your face
and rushes between my legs
you kiss my lips
you place your remaining two fingers on my waist
I snap back into place:
sitting in a hard plastic chair
listening to a short bearded man
go on forever
about some dead philosopher
who has never touched me.
and again, you are far away
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