A Hot Bath

Watching you towelling,

my smile shot my neck a crick or two.

Our relaxation invigorating

as you softly touched my chin,

a kiss I needed, we both needed

like a redbud needs a daily drink.

Seems my breath is heavier nowadays,

winter may come early.

Touch me softly but not briefly, time is

not on my side anymore, enemy of the state

you bastard. Strip me of my leaves, leave

me to die against a backdrop of angel snow.