I danced in a velvet red room with
the shower on-I wanted the noise
to be the muse of the moment
and bare no exception;
You walked proudly swinging your
hips side to side-soft and slender
milk colored vessels in an
evening tide-land here, I can
approach without despair;
Our lips collided gently when you
agreed to a hint of your desire-
We shared the shower dance and
velvet room romance-the muse
slowly drifted off with chance,
and left us to lust baring no
circumstance.
