I do not own anything. I really like water and air so I decided to make a story on how it feels. Actually I was bored and needed something to do plus I was drinking water before I wrote this( the only thing in this entire house)
Imagine it run cool against your skin making you shiver but you won't leave. The goose bumps rise on your skin like the water it calling to them. It's to much for you. The coolness is like a blanket that you but in the freezer and take out and wrap around yourself on those hot summer days. It pulls you down like gravity. It slips on you like silk. It's everything you need and everything you want.
When you're thirsty you moan for the water. For it to slip down your thought drain into your heart and make it chill. Inside your head you see the picture perfectly clear because you can feel it. It's like quicksilver, quick when it wants to finish it's job.
Your ready to take a bath. The water is filled up to the top and if you go in it'll over flood. But do you care? Mold might form on the floor but the feel of water on the floor is like walking in a thin sorta warm yogurt. It's warm and slimy and in a way it feels weird, but who cares? Bubbles rise up in the air in the beautiful private light show that you don't have to pay for. You don't have to dress uncomfortably, just have fun.
Imagine the heat of the Jacuzzi wrap around you like your being cooked alive but again it pulls you inside and you just sit back and relax. The heat softly massages your muscles as you sign softly. It feels wonderful and probably better then anyone else could ever make you ever feel. Problem is it won't stop you from think about those stupid birds and bees.
When you see the sweat drip down someone's abs and you just want to stare. It may be disgusting but you want it. The way one drops slowly falls down taking it's time because just like you want that body. Finally when you smell the scent of the sweat you give up on that idea until they say they're going to take a shower. Now you want to join them.
When the water pours down your hair and it starts to collide together and look darker. You secretly wish your hair always looked like that. It doesn't look like a little kid but like someone who knows what they want. What's the big word? Confidence.
When you watch the beach water it changes to your mood. Like a wet mood ring. It ships and changes.
This is what water is for Irma Lair.