In the Bathroom

In the bathroom where you
could not hear the drips of water
Temperature rises as you
suddenly appear from behind
The touch of your hand
rushes over my body as
we kiss with intensity and
made the whole night
unforgettably ours
We have no shower to pour 
on our bodies but our 
sweats ignite and kindle 
the moments of love
As you give me the last kiss
I know it’s not a goodbye
But it’s a beautiful magic
We make most out of it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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