Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Bathtub Confessions

in bubble spheres
upon rested palms
naked knees
shimmering sounds of truth,
she asked,
the craziest place he'd ever had sex
"swirling machines
infectious coins
for the cleanest clothes
scented sheets smothering sweat
liquid twists and tumbling tops."
She confessed,
"second floor from the top
in a crazed cage of lust lit buttons
broken at the seam
in a box of beams
in a descending ride
breasts floating
like bubble spheres
shimmering steam
and naked knees.


///MR YORK\\\ said...

I like how you mingled with the concepts of intimacy and a bath. It works really well together. Again, I am always impressed by your wordsmithing talents.

Ashley said...

Wow. I think I just blushed.