reflections in the tub
your body looked long
all brown & naked & joyous.
you flipped and splished
like a fish in a stream
my soapy hands ran over
your wild arms & swimming legs
the bottoms of your feet &
the bottom of your bottom
i washed your shoulders
your soft belly & chest
your round cheeks
washed all the sticky from your hands,
between each finger
&
made my constant wish
that gentle touch
only gentle,
welcome touch
would come to
each part of you
1 comment:
I do the exact same thing. Glad it isn't just me.
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