The noise fills the room like static.
Not the blaring overpowering kind.
The nice steady soothing background noise kind.
The windows fog up.
The steam is heavy and thick in your chest.
Clothes are peeled off.
Dropped to the floor in a jumble.
If these walls could talk.
Tepidly slinking in with a shock.
Pleasure slowly rises as the warmth sinks in right to the bone.
Today is over.
Tomorrow has just begun.
You will have to excuse my silence this week. We have had a busy week which I usually would have pre written posts for but things popped up unexpected and so I didn't have much time to be online to read or write. I hope things to be back to normal next week.