come...apply the lotion

when out a shower to step
all fresh and clean, hair wet
how wonderful to share such a state
thus a message sent, a lover to bait.

a bathrobe simply draped
my bossoms warm, their shape escaped
and instead of the lotion to apply
that lover I'll ask and he'll comply.

i can only but imagine the pleasure of such
as he removes my bathrobe my skin to touch
those hands how they know to travel a length
in their touch and tease a sensual strength.

now is it surprising that the task at hand
much ardour and yearning in my belly fanned
and thus a second invite extended to him
to prolong his stay and the lights dim.
RB.