Bathroom diary #1

Turn down the lights and turn on the water

Step under the stream and feel my day wash away

The sound of Spanish guitar sets the tone my mind

I slip in to fantasy in no time

Wandering hands give way to a soapy release
Between my thighs brings me peace

Solitude in my thoughts of you
Meditation in my silky dew

Those lips on my body
Your eyes locked on mine
To feel you inside me is etched in my mind

Beautiful fantasies are had in the shower
How does it feel to have all that power?