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Shower Sex

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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