A kiss in the bath
Soft candle light through misty steam,
A lady bathes perchance to dream,
Late bubbles rise above her breasts,
Late bubbles nature's see-through dress.
A heady perfume fills the air,
A willing heart with love to share,
Scented waters calm to still,
A handle turns, a head peeps in.
A tantalising quickening breath,
A racing heart so near and yet,
Soft footsteps slow in their advance,
A chance to make the moment last.
The lady stirs warm bubbles burst,
There's pleasure in the hands that thirst,
To lift the lady from her drench,
'Fore eager lips kiss every inch.
© Joseph G Dawson
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