Sonnet 46 – Bath Time

Home late – again – I find the lights are off,
the kids asleep. But I hear “Carencro”
playing in the bathroom. Candles cast soft
shadows against the wall and I find you,

covered in bubbles. One long leg surfaced,
your hands trail along the limb that I so
badly burn to travel. Boo! I’ve surprised
you! You squeal and blush, then slide low, as though

to hide that fairest feast from my hunger.
Not tonight, Love. You’d think I’d never seen
such beauty. I go to my knees, linger
just a moment before I wrap you in

my arms, wet wonder that you are. Could this
ever be less than fun? Giggling, we kiss.