Water of Your Bath

I wish I could be
The water of your bath
I would surround you with mellow warmth
Liquid love
Like a frolicking, childish wave on the sandy shore
I would dash and break
upon the firmness of your body
Engulf and moisten
the places I dream of.
If I were
The water of your bath
I would memorize
Each and every muscle
And being liquid
I would take your shape
mold myself to your every curve
your every indentation
I would roll on, over, and off your satin skin.
If I were
The water of your bath
I would send part of me
to gather in the recess
of your navel.
There my temperature would rise to match yours
And like the plants of the sea
I would move your body hairs
in and out with the tide
Created by your movements.
Playfully
I would slosh against your thighs
and become very intimate with your nature.
If I were
The water of your bath
I would cleanse you
as my ancestors
cleansed your ancestors.
But,
Even more,
When you leave me...
Pull the plug...
I would defy the natural order of things
and stay and wait
for your naked return.

-author unknown

-art Steve Hanks