there’s a goddess trampling on me
i watched her stumble in, all~a~giggle
an icy blast flows over me
refrigerated contents, contemplated
a heel grinds into my grouted hardness
and from here, wow, what a view
something splats me from upon high
inebriated does not an omelette make
she’s swaying, cleaning, swishing
drowning me in hot soapy wetness
now washing me
bathing me, caressing me,
in a warm self~inflicted slipstream
First of all, apologies, I’ve had to do this post from my phone & I’m not sure how successful it will be. I like to refine, so that will have to fall by the wayside for now. But, welcome to my first #WickedWednesday in quite some time. I was inspired by someone special to do this today.
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