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rituals I wake to the sound of the shower running. Your spot in our bed is losing its warmth, And I know that it's time to greet the day. But, I steal into the bathroom anyway. Steam fogs up the mirrors, As I watch you through the mosaic of glass. I pull the door back, And slip into the cascade of water with you; Embracing you from behind. You laugh, And grab my arms, holding me back. I kiss your neck, Tasting a mix of soap, water, and you. And I smile, The hot water running down our bodies as we stand there; Just loving each other's company and touch, Oblivious to the passage of time. |
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oooohhh... come let's take a shower together if you promise not to look at my bilbil and stretch marks
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8/5/2008 10:31 am |
just don't forget to go down
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u and ur down i don't want to drown
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no peeking either
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oh rudy get serious for once
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