Over a Bath Tub
There were tiny clouds
in the bathroom. I could see
the glimmers from a universe
of air and bubbles,
inside my reach,
pinpricks in the
transparent air.
I dream I am so small
I can live my life
of travel and romance
on a pinprick planet
floating over a bathtub.
Copyright © Don Schaeffer | Year Posted 2014
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