Bubble Baths

Tue, 10/11/2016 - 19:31 -- lhidler

It's been a long day. 

All you want to do is sleep,

And make the stress go away.

The water is running,

The music begins to play,

The steam is flourishing, 

And a smile hits your face.

The bubbles begin to rise,

Your head begins to go into a daze.

The water creeps against your skin,

The happines begins to fly.

You're at once, content,

With the bubbles at your demise.

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