I bet husband will sigh out loud to wife and say,
“She” is going to take her time to bathe again.
To keep a wife as beautiful as she is, she retorts:
Can’t you wait as I make myself thoroughly clean?
Do you not sympathize my need to lather and wash,
Away all my fears and anxieties.
Have a war or two inside my head,
As the water is running,
Soap’s foaming and dripping,
This scrub is the purification
Of mind, body and soul.
So don’t rush, don’t push me to hurry,
Impatience is not my responsibility.
-Vander
Disclaimer: All poetry and fiction here are original material written by Vander. Please note that all text references, descriptions and indications are purely fictional (make-believe if you didn’t know what fiction is!) and is in no relation to any actual entities.