You drew the bath
with cherry blossom bubbles
of scented warmth
not for two
just for me
you wanted it all
about me
I slid into the suds
breathing deeply
in thoughts
of the erotic experience
with you
Your strong, gentle hands
bathed my skin
with I adore you touches
a reverence of worship
I felt unworthy of
My mind lost its way
as your fingers
found their way
over every soapy curve
yours for following
as long as you chose
any way you chose
You curled
a wet wisp of blonde
behind my ear
bent in near
whispered low and sultry
“This is only the beginning love…”
©MidwestFantasy
03/14/2017
Ph| Jan Hansen
Midwest Fantasy Writes 