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Pert

A garden tub.
The selling point
of my new apartment.

New week night habit:
The hot bath
with bubbles.

Steam rises
from the water.
Desperate loves songs
wade through
my steamy bathroom.

Sinking into the water,
I press
my feet against
cold white tile,
and bubbles slide down
my legs.

Breasts are buoyant,
pert above the water.
I have to splash water
over them
to keep them warm.

I inhale steam,
sink
into the water
a little deeper,
and sing along
to desperate love songs.
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