Wednesday, October 11, 2023

O Hot Tub, My Hot Tub

 O Spa!

You wait, gently, while I ache—

I ache to feel your warmth—

Your gently bubbling liquid love.

The sun teases me—

It knows I prefer the shade.

The sun has burnt me—

But, O Hot Tub, you never have.

Your warmth is perfection

To my muscles

And my joints.

Soon, my Darling,

Soon.

I will don the sacred outfit

And I will return to your healing embrace.

How vital you are

To my very well-being!

Soon, soon, my love.


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