Fantasy V Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Fantasy V



Shower's ready

Tropical invitation in the spray
Our cubicle purrs

We dropp towels
Catch up with nakedness
Penetrate the steam

Arousal blinds
Graphic rawness
Overwhelms

Rain swells flesh
Soothing parts in tune
With hands

We step in
Drown
Agape
We swallow the moment

Wet skin begs labour
So to savour senses

Sharing tongues
We wash our lips

A slip inside
Completes

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