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In the bath

Please forgive any distortion in the audio this time as I actually recorded while in the bath.  
   
    
    
I thought of you when I took my bath today  
   
Tendrils of steam  
Mingle  
Coalesce with  
Fragrant oils    
                 Coconut  
                        Lotus  
   
Thousands of miles apart  
   
         Yet  
            Connected  
   
         By droplets  
   
Sliding down my nape  
    In my bath  
   
Across oceans  
Through rainforests  
And amidst humid jungles  
   
   Sweat  
Gathered at the small of your back  
     I want to taste that  
Essence of you  
Distilled and earthy  
   
    You tell me  
Tantric    
      Acolyte  
That I am like  
        Females depicted in ancient  
Texts from ages past  
Unlike  
     Others    
           You  
               Have  
                    Known  
I find this difficult to believe yet  
                                             Irrelevant  
             Except that I am bewitched  
By thoughts of ancient texts  
                      And comparisons to  
           These  
                 Wild  
                      Dreams  
Linked  
  By waters  
              Saliferous  
   
                      Do visions of scarlet streaming against my chocolate taunt you?  
                   You say you want to  
                            Bite  
                            Me  
                     Make me bleed  
And lick that from my body as you plunge yourself deep, oh deep into me.    
          When you say these things,  
I want them too and that surprises me  
                      Disconcerts me  
                  Frightens me  
                       Stimulates me  
   
You want me to    
                     Bite You back  
                     Make You bleed  
                     Lap the blood  
Embrace my wild  
              Am I this wild?  
   
                         You think so.    
                                     Some inner, primal part of me thinks so too.    
   
                Surging seas  
These needs  
Are tidal  
       Tribal  
            Primordial  
                    Undeniable  
                            Cannot be washed  
                                                   Away.
Written by Savaja
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