Beneath the water, soft and slow,
Fingers wander, passions grow.
Your touch is lather, warm and sweet,
My skin’s the shore where hearts compete.
We bathe together, no rush, no fear,
Letting the water draw us near.
Your gaze is cleansing, your lips ignite,
In every sigh, we reunite.
Steam surrounds us, thick and shy,
Heartbeat whispers drifting by.
It’s more than hunger, more than skin,
It’s the dance of love we’re bathing in.
Through drops and laughter, we softly drown,
In tender waves that pull us down.
The soap bears witness, the towel knows too,
Every time we bathe… I stay with you.
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