Monday, January 22, 2007

Morning Shower

This rain's touch on me is legalized sin
Trespassing my dreams indefinitely
I feel his lips kissing my soft, wet skin
Moving to devour my sanctity
His voice behind me, whispering my name
Commanding, demanding me to obey
Kneeling down slowly to oblige his game
I ache to please you -- I'll do what you say
He enters my body with such power
And rapes me clean of my innermost fears
When I finally turn off the shower
You are stepping inside to join me here

The rainfall rebirths me with such passion
Ecstasy bears a new definition

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