Showering Poem by Ima Ryma

I wake up and I hear the sound
Of the shower running nearby.
It is something that does confound
My mind as I do wonder why.
So I get up and quietly
Go to the bathroom and peek in,
And there a silhouette does be.
A closer peek, she's a woman.
She turns around and sees me there,
And gives me a wave with her hand.
I make no move and I just stare,
Really trying to understand.

She is in my shower, gee whiz,
I wonder who this person is.