Water - It hits the spot

I love water - the taste, sound, sight, and feel of water.  I love to drink it and feel it running down my throat, slaking my thirst.  I love showers, long warm showers.  I love to soak my body in water, warm tubs of water, candles flickering.  I love the rain, the smell of rain, the feel of rain on my body, to stand naked in the rain, to bath in the rain, to drink the rain - imagine how far it has come to splash onto your skin.  Drops of water, mists of water, brooks and streams of water, oceans of water.  I love to be all wet from water, to swim in water, to float in water, to bare myself naked in the oceans of water.  I love to dive into the water, exploding down thru the surface, laughing and blowing bubbles.  I love to watch the water, light and shadows casting their reflections, my imagination running wild.  I love the sound of water cascading thru my ears and mind, softening and washing me away with ocean waves.  The sound of rain on a tin roof, gushing thru a copper gutter, the sound of torrential rains.

Yes, I do love water,  to stand under a waterfall, drenching myself, until there is only the water.  Ah yes, water.