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Bathtime Fun

In a lather of bubbles,
I stroke his masculine form.
Scrubbing with love
Raking my nails,
down
his
back.
Massaging his shoulders
In a lather of foam
He lets out a groan
Deep throaty growls
down
in
his
chest
Running my hands,
Over his rippling muscles
Admiring his form
Kneading my fingers
down
to
his
feet
A splash to clear the suds
Shaking water from his hair
He looks lovingly at me
Then he runs away
down
the
back
yard
And rolls on his back
Tail wagging in the dirt
I ask myself...
WHY did I bother?



Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-01-22 at 18:58

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Damon
Excellently Written piece that you have here.
Damon
2009-05-03


Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
Little people with hair aren't they? A perpetual 2 year old, even when the hair around the muzzle turns grey. They live for us to love. I love this as a dog owner and lover.
2009-04-06


melanie sue
so sensual and romantic and then......it is your dog! i was rolling on the floor....i love dogs :)
2009-01-23


Dee Daffodil
Very clever write ! Nicely done !
Hugs,
Dee
2009-01-22


Northlight
Haha, what a lovely ingenious tvist,
bubbly fun, thanks :-) !
2009-01-22