The Waterfall
I am in awe of your imposing size
Hovering above me.
I feel myself shiver
As you produce ripples
All over my body
When touched by the gift of life cascading down
Your slick wall.
I breathe in the freshness of your morning scent
And crane my neck to capture your peak.
I am envious of the women who bare their bodies
For you daily.
Climbing up,
Then sliding down your slippery length,
Soaking wet from your depth.
I grip the hardness at your base
And while your soft sounds surround me
I close my eyes and sigh contentedly
As I too become wet from your spray.
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