Walking past the bathroom door
I am stopped, stunned for you have left it ajar
A charge of excitement races through me
I watch in trepidation, transfixed by you
Hot water cascading over your soft supple flesh
The dappled drops of water pooling at your feet
You lean back and groan deep in your throat
The water penetrates your tired aching muscles
Soaking wet, the water dripping from your body
your hands slide up and cup the water in appreciation
Relaxing, you close your eyes letting your mind drift away
You begin to wash your taught pale skin
The slippery soap lathers up, the scent of vanilla fills the air
The steam caresses you like a soulful lover
The mist created, masks your body
You appear like an apparition in my dreams
Dreams of desire
Desires for the forbidden
Desires of the flesh
Desires that can't be sated
I groan in physical pain at your beauty
At the strength of my desire
As I watch the shower have its merry way with you
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