Poems from mfm14b

That's Her
Crusty eyes, bad breath, tousled hair. Feet to the floor, alarm thrown away. Back hunched, teeth wiped clean. Armpits deodorized, clothes...
Soap Up
How it runs down my back, Over the arch of my calves, To the base of my heels. Bubbles of lavender and coconut Absorbed in the steam,...