A Bathtime Story.

Tepid Recall.

Born of a need, he had
re-worked the scene
as he lay warming
the tepid bath water
for the past hour.

She had been redeemed
by underwear,
but soaking wet, he thought
the lace of her bra
had emphasized
her small pert breasts,
then he recalled
the mole on her back,
half hidden by a sizeable
strap, and made himself
see how that morning
desire ran high.

He remembered
the glimpse
of dark triangle
her wet briefs were unable
to hide, unconcealed
through the tight skimpy
silk her skin glowed
startlingly white.

His unstable
emotions showed
as he rose from the water.
He wanted to meet
his employer's daughter.

marvinbrato
Good thing....I recalled mine! Such sentiments lit sparks of a momentous romantic recall!

Karin Anderson
Goodness me...this is better than Mills and Boon. Your time away from writing certainly brought out the best in you. Is this going to be a serial I wonder....

heterodynemind
Gosh, I feel like I just stumbled by accident into somebody elses head (but was it ever riveting!)

Mike
Wow, Fay... tremendous...

sonetta
if it were not a fantasy it would be erotic....

Pendemic
Fay, you have captured a moment of erotic desire and penned it perfectly. Artistic expression is at it's best here.

Alison Cassidy
You share the power that fantasy plays in the world of sexual arousal in this disturbingly honest and erotic work. I guess generations of prudery lie behind the difficulty many folk have embracing their sexual selves - and so everything becomes sordid and underhand instead. An impressive and confronting poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

carol
senuous and tantilizing lovley poem