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Steam Clouds

by Becky Franklin

waterfall raining down
nothing but tear drops
steadily with the warmth of tears
flowing down upon my body

steam clouds my vision
and relaxes me
I am naked
covered only with steam

I am overpowered
with magnetic force
and my lips moisten
with the warmth of tears

I turn off the shower
the vision fades away

Copyright © 2007 by Becky Franklin

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