Post by magpie on Dec 2, 2006 19:11:05 GMT -6
The Shower
How I watched you in the shower
All my lovesick thoughts untold
And I wished I was the water
That so wetly, warmly flowed
And beaded on your shining skin
As if by pure attraction;
As if to thus caress you gave
The water satisfaction.
I thought of Zeus as golden rain
O’er lonely Danae streaming
As rivulets of water left
Your body wet and gleaming
And pondered on which lucky drop
I should most like to be
And whereabouts on you to cling
If it were up to me.
Then your sweet tongue swept your lip
And drew a dew inside
Oh blessed fate! To be that drip
And on those lips to die!
How I watched you in the shower
All my lovesick thoughts untold
And I wished I was the water
That so wetly, warmly flowed
And beaded on your shining skin
As if by pure attraction;
As if to thus caress you gave
The water satisfaction.
I thought of Zeus as golden rain
O’er lonely Danae streaming
As rivulets of water left
Your body wet and gleaming
And pondered on which lucky drop
I should most like to be
And whereabouts on you to cling
If it were up to me.
Then your sweet tongue swept your lip
And drew a dew inside
Oh blessed fate! To be that drip
And on those lips to die!
