Thursday, September 12, 2013

My Shower

The older I get the longer I take in the shower.
The water has so much more meaning to me now as it bounces off my skin.
I want to feel it again.
and again.
And just one more time. Cuz time has no value at that moment.
Only when the water runs cold or my skin begins to look old.
A shower is sometimes all I need.
At that moment I finally breathe to a point of relief. Sometimes I be in disbelief at how good dat shyt feel.
My nigga dis shower can't be real.
And it knows how to heal.
Heal all my life battle scars, internal pain and tension.
Relaxes my muscles and did I forget to mention.
Ya girl be squeaky clean.
From the Lemongrass soap to the sugar scrubbed down my skin look extra lean.
Oh and don't let me get an incense.
Fye dat bitch up  it just might get explicit.
My need for this liquid right now has not limit.
I need this. Right now this shower might be the reason. I'm sinking. Stop peeping.
Buju Bonton or Les Nubuian. Seem to be the only Pandora stations my body responds to at that moment in time and I slow wind.
Piece of mind is what I seek when I turn the nozils on and a piece I get. Every time. 
Body Fine
...now

My shower.

By Takia "Kia Flow" Dickens