Sitting in the bathtub,
Wrapped around my lover.
The damp hair on the back
Of my neck.
He kisses me softly,
Wrapping tendrils around
His finger.
Feeling my soft skin against the
White bubbles.
Peaking up out of the foamy
water,
Filled to the tip.
Waiting to explode
Inside me.
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