late morning (but it feels so early) <br />so hot, so humid, you can barely breathe <br />sitting in the soapy water mattress of my bathtub <br />holding the shower head at such an angle so that it <br />cascades down my back, over my head, cooling and <br />flowing away my worries and fears <br />I open my eyes and see <br />wet tanned legs, miles of them, filling the tub from end to end <br />a few coils of soaked black hair, dribbling water into my eyes <br />streams of crystal clear, sweet, lovely, <br />WET <br />pouring over my eyelashes <br />plastering them to my face <br />so that every time I open my eyes <br /> <br />it's like seeing for the 1st time<br /><br />gina prettybrowneyes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-for-the-1st-time/
