H Hotel Bathroom

I stand before the bathroom mirror,
Leaning against the inwardly open door,
The light above defines my body,
My shoulders, chest abs, and more,
I hold the towel, my fig leaf of cotton,
Hairy and chocolate, ready to tussle,
Thinking of you my Sweet unforgotten,
The ceiling light shows every muscle,
Rain drops fall in a marble shower,
My body shimmers beneath the light,
It yearns for you with volcanic power,
As if to glow throughout the night,
Dried off now, I am at ease,
Coolsheets warming upon my bed,
Dreaming of how my form would please,
The lovely vision in my head.

Angemalo Benvolio

Copyright ?2002 Angemalo Benvolio