I took her in the shower
And she
Took me on a ride
That lasted for few years
She’s gone now
But that shower
And the memories
Are still there
Now I am missing pieces
The pieces that made me a whole man
The pieces she gave me
She took them back
Maybe they always belonged to her…
And to think
It all started with that
Wet
Steamy
Slow
Tender
Sex
In that shower of hers.
-C.H.
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I have one friend Who is jealous of my single life With all my dates and stories But he Has a good job And a good wife And a good home And a good daughter And a son on the way He doesn’t see it But I
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