Words I wish to sing of in a lonely summer night,
Swim across the tub where I dwell for some relaxing fragrant pride.
I play with bubbles
While emotions bloom
Into words dancing to the rhythm of life,
Thoughts I conceive take turns
And form Poesies beautiful with enchanting stripes.
I want to walk out of the calm and note the words floating by,
But the water is just too good to be left behind.
And here I stretch in the tub
Letting the soapy goodness make me feel revived,
After the day so long I relax amidst the foam
And let the unattached words dance and wave my memory goodbye.