Marble Rooms

In marble rooms
I sink within
Embraced in fragrance
Heat and steam

And through the mists
Of sultry veil
I watch you watch
What can't be seen

On slickened flesh
I soothe, caress
As teardrop pearls
Of moisture gleam

Suffused in warmth
And gentle flush
I feel the kiss
On satin sheen

And from the foam
I slowly rise
My naked form
Perfumed and clean

I see your smile
I feel your presence
Reflected light
a bath time dream




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Written on 2014-02-07 at 20:51

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Chaucer Whethers
Fraught with sinuous atmospherics
Of vision, texture, fragrance
All masterfully framed
Spoken in poetic accents of Baudelaire.
2014-02-08



Very sensual.
2014-02-07


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Forget the bath. I'm going to need a cold shower after reading this marvelously musical poem.
2014-02-07