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