Shower

Can a poem a day keep the doctor away? Dunno. But it sounds like a good writing practice to get the creative juices flowing. And what better way to come up with freestyle poetry than to ask Facebook peeps for nouns and verbs, right? Well, I guess it could go horribly wrong. After all, this is the Internet. Luckily, so far, no one wants to be dirty. In fact, my first word was the verb "shower." Yes, yes, I know. This could be dirty, but I'm keeping it clean. Sort of. Read on for the short poem inspired by Kelly W. (you know who you are). Thanks, Kelly!


Cleanse me with your lips
Let your ardor crash over me,
Advancing and receding, 
Until I am awash in an ocean of you