Mineral Bath
She covered her private
parts at the bath house.
Mineral water filled a tub,
centuries old.
She felt cold until
an old women handed
her heated sheets –
covering skin.
The woman brought her clips to
lift her auburn hair.
The sheets cooled as the
tub filled.
A stray cat
peered into the window –
purred, kissing glass.
The old women
removes the sheets, grabs the
arm of a young lady – she carefully
steps into aged porcelain.
Tiny bubbles
surround her skin.
A soft pillow for her head;
now, relaxed.
Dreaming she said, “Of a
cat kissing glass,
alone, at last.”
Nancy Duci Denofio – all rights reserved
I like it Nancy, this is sweet and soft.
Thanks for the kind words, and it is really a place in Saratoga and it is a wonderful place to relax! Sincerely, Nancy
Love this one, Nancy. Especially the last stanza! Specific, sensual details throughout.
Thanks John, it’s all from experience. LOL Appreciate you taking time to read some of my work. Sincerely, Nancy