Nonsense

Way more literal than it seems. I like to run my shower on hot, and sit on the floor in my bathroom, reading in the steam. Because it's cozy and warm.

It seems as though the room is sweating.
Steam gathers and runs in rivulets down the walls;
Already the cool air starts to sink in;
The warmth floats away all too soon.
The tale has ended for the day;
We've arrived back home.