Loosening Up.

Interlocking
bubble cells
glassily moist,
bright rainbow-hued.
Remnants of just-used
sensual Bath-soak,
clingily trying
to hide some
make-believe beehive.
Glistening last
good-bubbly-byes plastic
container-remains
fascinate me,
I lie and luxuriate,
placidly loosening up.
Bubble-time soap-play
makes my day.

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Ron Peat
The precious relaxing moment should always be savored to the fullest. A poet friend//RH Peat
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Queen M
Gone are those days for me...but thanks dear for the shared experience...Oh my Goodness how well I now remember... Bless your Prose ! Queen M
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RAJ NANDY
Nothing like a bubble bath for loosening up ! If a powder massage is also added it creates a heavenly feeling on earth ! =Raj
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Leslie Alexis
Beautiful poem. no much can compare with the feeling of getting clean.
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Ray Smith
I love a good wallow myself! Well written on a subject must of us wouldn't have thought of. Regards, Ray
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Susan Jarvis
Deliciously divine, especially; 'I lie and luxuriate, placidly loosening up' Mmmmm :)
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carol
bubbles are fun and relaxing
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