IN THE SHOWER

To feel his body,

His chair,

His skin.

Hot water.

Pleasant sensations.

The liquid runs down my chest,

Behind my back,

On my legs.

It covers up,

Slip,

Against me.

Feeling of well-being,

I am.



Like a caress

The water is flowing,

Flows

On a random basis

And subtle.

I focus on its flow

On and against me.

This heat,

When it gets cold.

I like taking a shower.

Because I’m fine here too.

Of course it’s a lonely pleasure

But why not do it?