Drifting away I can feel your presence. No need
To open my eyes, I know you’re there. Parting the
Water with your weight, feeling the lather rising on
My flesh.

Up and over…

Hands with frothy foam on my shoulders as they glide
Down my arms to gently pull me back to relax against
Your moist chest. The air thick with the heady scent of
Fragrance and you.

Up and over…

Wishing for more, the rise of my inhaling body is greedy
And arching for your palms. I wander in the vapors of
Steam, picking up droplets along the way and dropping
Them back on the water’s surface. I skim, fall deep and
Ripple and spread out as you go

Down…

Up…

And over.

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