Shower

I found your fingers across my neck the next morning in the shower,
such was your determination to follow me to the ends of the earth (or at least from the bedroom to the shower),
exhausted but devoted,
your cold morning kiss joined them,
warming under the rushing water,
clutching me close in the cascade as you whispered my name.

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