Close the door and draw the bath,
Light the candles, filling the air,
With splendid scents and music,
Let fall the robe at last, and,
Naked and ready step into the tub,
Easing your body into the warm water,
With its scented oils and, only then,
After a sigh of contentment,
Take my poetry in one hand,
And yourself in the other.
Donovan Baldwin