Exfoliate Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I'd love to take a shower
Filled in your caress.
The watery beads of your skin,
The soap a scrub that exfoliates
the moisture of your lips.
The accent of your tongue printed
carefully in the latter
Without restriction of where to go
A well thought reform that enhances comfort
Surrounded by tile.
Decompressing the aesthetic of comfort
I'd love to take a shower
In a consensual happening
of being warmed by you.
Where hygiene is lost in the everlasting
well being of sods
& the only peak reached is one that
subsides when you
yourself stop the faucet.
Where there is no specific height
or obligation to be reached.
No unearthly imbalances.
Just me covered under you
In perfect exfoliation