Standing naked in the shower
I look down at the body
that I seem to have
just met.
_
Hello love, I whisper.
_
I gently stroke the skin
that wraps the swell
of my breast,
like a gift I give to myself
each day.
_
The words from last night
ring in my head:
embarrassing.
We question your morals.
_
With a soft sigh
I turn my face into the water
and allow the spray
to wash those words away
with the suds of my soap
and slip
effortlessly
down
the
drain.
_
My thighs meet
the splay of my bottom
and my roundness
drips
with the satisfaction
of goodbye.
Wow. This is intense and sensual. I loved it. You have a creative way of expressing your inner sexuality with not being too vulgar. I loved it.
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Thank you so much for your comment. I want to tap into that “tucked away” sensuality and access the femininity within me that many many years of Catholic upbringing has stifled. I’ll hop over to your page and connect :-* xo
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Hahaha. You certainly managed to do it without a fuss. Wonderful piece.
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