Love Letter to my Shower

Dear Shower,

As I turned you on this morning, and you started warming up to my advances, I was overcome with such joy. As I stepped into your luxurious walls, the overwhelming sense of love overtook me.

As my cold naked body, stood underneath your hot, loving sprays of glory, I reflected on our long, long love affair. Of course, you and I both have definitely changed over the years.

As teenagers, we frolicked in fast showers. Senior year of high school, as drill mistress, not until I stepped into you did some of those drill routines get pounded into my head.

As marriage came into our lives, you left me for awhile. Yes, that year was hell for me as we lived in hubby's grandma's house, with only a tub. And I, pregnant with my first child, not able to have your loving caress hitting my body.

And last year, I left you, to go stay with Extended Stay Shower. He left so much to be desired. Was always so cool. Maybe he was old, and maybe he could have used some Viagra, but he always left me wanting for so much more.

But after 6 months of being apart, we have found each other again. You are hot, you are vibrant, you bring my body fully awake every morning. You inspired me with your caresses on my head, my face, my body.

I promise that I will never take you for granted again.

I heart you!!!!!

Dazee