She returns from her long day
The dim lights in the hall leads
The way to the master bath
Her foot steps echo far to near
She pushes the door open
As she spies me waiting here
I rise to help her dress down
The air clutters with the essence of roses
As she seeks my presence, But I
Will not stur the bubble bath is for her
Candles line the tub, Thier fires showing
Her flawless skin is glowing
I soap the sponge cress it
To her back gently ever softly I scrub
Wich the lather, thick and rich her
Beautiful body can not be seen
With the relaxing hot water
I easaly spray her clean
Then she grasefuly leaves the bath
I towle her, Then with wild flowers
I lay her path to the bed we
Sneak under the sheets and covers
Out of sight for the night
Pirate Love Magic Man
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bubble-bath-story/
