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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

This is a simple love poem about a man giving his wife, lover and friend a sensuous bubble bath.



She returns from her long day
The dim lights in the hall lead
The way to the master bath
Her footsteps echo far to near
She pushes the door open
As she spies me waiting there
I rise to help her dress down
The air clutters with the essence of flowers
She seeks my presence, but I will not stir
The warm bubble bath is for her

Candles line the tub, their fires showing
Her flawless skin is perfectly glowing
I soap the sponge to press it with love
To her back gently ever softly I so swab

I caress her breasts, stomach, legs & feet

I stroke her core she moans so sweet 
Luxurious the lather, thick and rich for her
Beautiful body I amorously see her curves
With the relaxing hot water bubbling so free

I caress her body with a low sensual glee
I help her up – then give her a shower
I towel her sensual body like a delicate flower

The essence of wildflowers is in the air

I lay her path to the bed that we share

We hold each other close under the covers

Like two long caring passionate lovers
Out of sight we are for the night

Her bath was soulful, amorous and right

Submitted: September 05, 2021

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You are the ultimate romantic, Cromwell...don't forget the rose petals from the front door to the bath. Some champagne would be nice...
I love the candles.

Mon, September 6th, 2021 7:21pm


Thanks. Yes I am an incurable romantic, especially when it comes to beautiful women.

Mon, September 6th, 2021 2:01pm

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