Spring Cleaning Fever
 
I Like To Vacuum
The Floors Of Your Home
In The Nude
When You Are Not There

And Wonder...
If You Can Feel
The Suction
Of The Four Pound Hoover
As I Work My Way
Gently
Under The Bed

Or Sense...
The Different Textures
Of Each Room
I Roll In And Out Of

Or Feel...
My Body Pulsating
Through My Right Hand
That Leads A Dance
In The Nude

By KRISTEN ADELINE

© 2008 KRISTEN ADELINE (All rights reserved)

 

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