Like Love

After being alone in the woods, I like

to get in the shower while the water

is still cold, feel it wash the sweat

and cause my pores to tingle and the

wash gets warmer around me, first

so subtle I almost miss it, then rising

like my music blaring from the Bluetooth

starting on my skin and working

it’s way in, my bones getting their share

in a way they won’t with the sun

hotter, and hotter, until it becomes

unbearable and I have to step out

cool down, adjust the heat

and maybe that’s just a little

like love after all.