Poem -
Fit for a Queen 💕
I bathe in my bubbles of aquamarine
I lay back in the lather betwixt and between
My bathroom is my boudoir fit for a queen
With my rich, royal, regal robes of emerald green
I dream in the streams of my soothing lotions
Splashing those soapsuds in meandering motions
Where I weave my wonders with magical potions
Lost amidst hot delightful devotions
Aww I am really relaxed, as I revitalise
I imagine the line of a horizon and a sensational sunrise
Soaking in steaminess I close my eyes
Lost in loveliness after a daylights demise…
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Comments
Hi Jill, you’re on fire this morning my friend. Such a delight. I really loved this line
“Splashing those soapsuds in meandering motions”
So wonderfully descriptive and gives the reader a really lovely sense of motion in those bubbles
Lovely read 😊x
Awwwww ❤️💕❤️ You my dear poetic friend are so lovely & kind 🌹
wow look at that bath tub
all stawberry tha twould
be some bath
Ay its pic i chose from
google 🌹💕❤️
Your poem about being cold really did make ne feel that cold and in a similar way this made me feel warm and I swear I could even feel those bubbles. Mmmmmm...... x
Awww Thanks so much lovely ❤️❤️❤️