A bath in my head

Before you undo your hair
and retire to bed,
let me run you a bath
here in my head
 
A hot copper tub and crystal silky water
swirling above a circle of sapphire flame
a gentle passionate fire
the one and the same
through my eyes a fun little game
 
perfect soapy bubbles
tiny mopey glass globes of soapy pleasure
drift up on rosy scented streams
popping along with silver harps in measure
lovely songs melting away anything that troubles
you, my divine treasure
 
step in one dainty leg at a time
feel the lush of warm purifying rhyme
kiss your painted toes in the form of warm water
clearing your stress with the untainted bliss
of fragrant fractal foam cresting against my dome
in creamy hues and a steamy ecstatic hiss
attacking all your worrying blues as they roam
about your soaking body
drifting on coddling soggy strings
 
edge lit candles an arm tall shudder
casting amber shadows of another
dripping beeswax collapses under the strain
of a stormy wind full of rain
as the cold breeze under full moon
blows the dewy drops from your blushing cheeks
tinged with golden words of love gone too soon
yet lingering in the swirls of creeks of hair
and long dripping lashes
microscopic crystal balls falling in splashes
the sutures of infinite futures into the present, crashes
in euphoric rippling reveries
severing every notion of any thought that hurries
 
gossiping fairies a hand tall
brush your hair with a glittering comb of pearl so small
strand by strand for hours
flashing wings like spring flowers
fly about your head weaving a honey crown
whispering tiny secrets from their sunny fairy town
 
jets of air underwater massage
every tender muscle
every tight knot
untied in a hustle of rushing hot
thick watery fingers working  
into everything you've got
untiring and unshirking
of a duty so precise
teasing out every taught fiber lurking
easing out any hidden crevice, even twice
just for good measure
all in tune with the lunar pleasure
of ghostly harps salvaged from ruins
 
a relaxation in the making
over a few billion years
bath water drained from a lover's tears
all yours for the taking
this steamy bath in my head
come and drift off
before you sink into bed