The Power of a Shower
Tiptoe tiptoe out of the room,
My hour of space when I can shower and groom,
Quietly, so as not to interrupt your sleep
I move so slowly,I almost creep.
I make it alone,into the loo,
Relishing the thought I didn't disturb you ,
My solitary time, My one hour,
To luxuriate and enjoy a shower.
The Power and force bombards my being.
I touch and feel without anyone seeing.
I feel and caress that sensual place.
The one you touch that makes my heart race!
It's just my ritual, I like to start this way,
Preparing myself for another new day
Somehow it always seems to do the trick,
Before I tiptoe back to play with your dick !