bubble, bubble theres no trouble.

I love the feeling
it’s warm and wet
flooding over my feet
as I kick the drain

Lovely bubbles make my limbs
into islands
subtle scents drift
like flowers to my nose
I squirt some more.

The warm of the water
makes my muscles relax
I lay back and let my mind wander

Splishing and splashing
doing all the things
I tell my child not to do
oops water over the side
naughty mama

I grin at the thought
she would say that I know
I relax and sigh
no banging on the door
no rush to go

I am home alone
and I am taking
a bubbly bath!

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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