come bath with me...
the water will swirl
as hands make water unfurl
the bubbles will scent the air
as bodies envelop and float with flair
the steam will whisper misty promises of hope
as hair ringlets flirt with lips that dare
the sweat sculpting bodies in a hazy hue
as anticipation colours the palet of promise and playful servitude
the drops drip with delight and decadence in sight
as human shapes entwine in absolute abandonment
the water drops merge with streams of rivers of oceans
as the bathtime invite delivers the highest of life's loving potions
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