18 August 2012
Took a bath;
An hour
And a half,
Soaking,
Resting,
The smell of
Sweet orchids
On my skin.
Scent of my
Shampoo
Reminds me
Of you;
Not a
No tears
Formula,
My dear.
A top-up;
More hot water,
Bubbles,
To the brim,
Throw my
Rubber duck in.
Exfoliate;
If if rub
Hard enough
Will I erase
These
Memories?
Loofah,
Pumice,
Just a
Little longer,
Steam on the
Window, mirror.
Why not?
No where to go,
Nothing to do,
So I'll spend
My bath-time
Melting away
And
Thinking of you.
Bath Time • Opuss № I