Cloud-bath
Clouds...
...scum-skim sky...
aftermath
of glorious bath,
Aphrodite having risen,
foam-caressed, platinum-tressed
from scallop shell,
nubile limbs and radiant skin -
irresistible.
That bank of haze, a discarded towel,
sun soft-candles
in scented-steam-mist.
Paled tiles pearlescent,
blue-hint through. So beautiful.
So beautiful.
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