I fill your tub.
In a minute, we'll be in it,
In the warmth.
We fill your tub.
Steam the bathroom like it's our womb,
With no fear.
Diving low, deep below,
where bubbles blow... BOOP
I'll scrub your tub.
On my knees now, no Febreze now,
'Cause I like your scent.
In bed you lie, your hairs have dried,
And I find the light... BOOP
Monday, July 21, 2008
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