A summers Night



You make yourself a warm bath, its late at night and you are tired,

The soap suds come above the tub, like sugar coated sunday,

The rose peddles on top look like sprinkles that are on top,

The candles light eluminates your face as the warmth laps against you,

You step in, to find all your pores opening, finally breathing again,

The soap suds tingle as you lift your body parts above the water,

You lay back and relax, knowing that dinner will be made when you get out,

After soaking for some time, dinner is called, being relaxed, you moan when you get out,

When you towel off, you go and put on your coziest, softest, most comfortable sweats on,

Then you go to eat, the aroma fills the air as you are drawn ever closer to its source,

You sit dow and eat, you look up and see a clear sky, you can see all the stars out,

As you finish eating your meal, you relax a little, still tingling from the bath,

Then you go inside, and lay down on top of him, your head on his chest,

You hear every rhythmic thump of his heart, putting you to sleep,

As you fall asleep, he carries you to the bedroom to rest,

After undressing you and taking care of your needs, he slides in the bed beside you,

You go back to laying on his chest listening to the rhythmic thumping of his heart,

Then he pulls the sheets up to your neck, making sure you stay warm through the night,

He rubs your back, in assurance that he will never leave you, then you doze off into sleep.