Piss.

PISS.
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I hosed the wall with lager piss,
much to her disgust.
The harshness of the sunlight -
quickly fading last nights lust.
Her starry eyes across the steam -
that arose from my relief.
I wondered what she saw in me?
She sighed in disbelief.
She said that I reminded her -
of everything she's not.
Uncaring and oblivious,
...and something I've forgot.
I sensed her disapproval -
as I shook my dripping end.
Splashing as I did -
such a beautiful girl-friend.
A victim of my fallout.
Troubled waters running deep.
A crashing wave of sorrow -
as I felt her soft skin creep...
She hid her disillusion.
Her eyes concealing clues.
Her love for me outweighed -
by the piss upon her shoes.

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