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Garret Schuelke
Sitting here, watching
steam come off
the pavement.
there's no better feeling than a warm shower.
when you feel the water run down your hair
and pitter to the floor.
but sometimes its even better
when you hear the faint step of her behind you.
when she traces your shoulders with her finger.
the steam swirls around both of you
but she moves right through it.
even after washing your body once
maybe twice,
you can't help but sweat.
is it the humidity
or is it the way she grabs your hips?
the way she whispers poetry in your ears?
the way she makes you curl your toes?
gasp for air?