in that shower, flowing water cooled her body
her heart was soaring with anticipation
her wait had been long, filled with longing.
towelling herself, she rubbed body lotion
covering each bit with care but with haste too
lest, more time was wasted in mundane task
tying the sash of her clingy gown, she walked
barefeet, loving the feel of the cool wooden floor
her thoughts all the while on what was to come
when the doorbell rang, she almost ran to open it
tripped on the carpet, and now lay flat on bed
with a broken limb, sore heart, he fussing over her
I suppose I need a break from blogging. I can't seem to write like I used to. I am churning out mediocre stuff. And also getting repetitive too. A warning to stop writing.