where
i may be

     my spirit is

        taking the physical

       me to shower

   knowing you love the

      wetness

        as do i

        my hair longs to

   curl to the

      touch of freedom

       each drop drips

      lovingly

   one never

       ending drop lips

        me with the

         taste

          of

             y

                o

                  u

                                       *m.angelina