I immerse myself in a hot bathtub.
Foam spreads its warmth across my tired body.
With a perfumed soap lazily I scrub,
and close my eyes thinking of nobody.
The bubbles rise, fall and burst everywhere-
mingle with the froth of icy champagne.
My limbs get pampered, my bones are repaired
as the scented vapour relieves my pain.
I sip the sparkling wine with eyes still closed.
But sense the twirls of steam float in the air.
Invisible fingers massage my brows.
The music I hum has a heady flair.
Pleasure courses through, despair disappears-
could the clock stop - the future not appear?
