Self-care poetry
Water hot and clouds of steam
I try to catch my breath
I stand beneath the water hot
Until no heat is left
Wrap bath sheet thick and warm around
Smooth lotion in a honey scent
Pull on pajamas laundered fresh
The morning light’s a soft blush hint
Clouds of steam follow me
Light steps as quiet as a dream
The wat…
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