I want to lay in a bathtub with him,
The shower pouring water from above,
And feel his damp frame
Almost merge with mine.
It's nothing special,
Simply basking in cleanliness with a lover.
But with my eyes closed,
And warm water mixing with warm skin,
It makes the illusion
I've finally reached the heavens
Within his arms.
And it tells me
Maybe the love of mine isn't sin,
But a hidden prayer from god.
A ticket to heaven,
Hidden in plain sight.
