Bubbles
Bubbles floating in the air
Warm bath water have no care
Bathrobe strewn down on the floor
Here let me, I'll close the door
Lavender bathbomb lathers nice
Scent of springtime, don't think twice
I'll bring you more champagne on ice
Then light your clove to add some spice
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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