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By willtobe1 Date: 2005 Mar 28 Comment on this Work [[2005.03.28.11.41.26312]] |
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...I'm alone now In the hot pelting water and billowing steam But a vision is rising, a gauzy white dream Of you in the bath piled high with soft foam Your hair, neck and shoulders and one arching knee And a candlelit wineglass are all I can see Then you rising slowly Hidden curves all unfolding While I'm pouring water, warm, fresh and clean Rinsing away scraps of suds that still cling Cascading in sheets down your soft-muscled back Rushing downward and outward and inward and then Falling off from between as a crystaline curtain No no! Don't turn around! let the urgency linger- Even in dreams some must be saved for later! |