My shower

by Aurora   Feb 20, 2006


Venus baptizes me, tears of joy cascading over my bare back.
Her rhythm an intoxicating gas, I drift into uncertain slumber,
falling down the drain.
Collected by her oysters, buffing and polishing us, then releasing.
We drift up to her sweet lips and receive a kiss.
I awake, dry her tears and leave until yearn for another divine renewal.

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