Exposed- left extremely vulnerable and open,
only with the sins painted on my bare back,
and the weight of many thoughts in my mind.
My hand slowly allows the faucet to reopen,
causing a flood of water to charge into attack,
upon my naked body so very lost and blind.
Another burden is taken away with each drop
going quickly down my body and to the drain,
were it will leave me for a moment or two.
Yet in that magical moment everything will stop,
for I stand under relief in the form of rain,
that is definitely need for me to relax and renew.
Drops upon my bare skin save me from destruction;
for with each days issues- a shower makes a reduction.














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