Monday, March 16, 2009

A Poem

Evy and I shower together. Mostly for convenience but it also makes for a great cuddle session. I love this time together. During our shower this morning I composed a poem from Evy's point of view. Enjoy.

On the floor
Cold, Hard
naked
cuddling
skin to skin
splish splash
soapy sudsy
hold breath
all clean
towel dry
Warm, Soft
On the floor again

1 comment:

Heather said...

I love this poem! It's so sensory rich and makes me happy to read it. :-)