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The Bath
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Passion You lay me down
In the deep clean
Scented waters
Of this sweet bath
Renewing life
And the body
Allowing warmth
To soak away
The cares and pain
Outside the room
Caressing skin
Alive with love
From you to me
Moments before
So tenderly
I hear your voice
Whisper my name
I see your joy
In the glow of
The candlelight
As it shimmers
And dances bright
With cherry fire
Across the dark
Ceramic walls
And the bouquet
Of a sweet wine
Touches my lips
Savouring time
As it stands still
Only for us
In over thirty-five years of reading poetry, very few poems have had the effect upon me that this poem has had, today.
Starward
This poem inspired one of my own, which I rarely follow up on, but in this case, I could resist. The poem is entitled, for the moment, "At Her Evening Bath, Erotically." I have cited your poem at the beginning of mine.
Starward
How sensual and beautiful this piece was. I really really loved it!
I loved this write. It has a voice of it's own that makes me sit on the edge of my seat listening. There's a certain rhythm in your words that tugs at my spirit until I'm dancing to the beat, humm of your poetry. Amazing!