I wonder what goes through your mind
As you take your bubble bath.
Do you like your water scalding,
Do you like the way it burns?
Or do you prefer a more lukewarm blend,
Because it matches your feelings of
A lukewarm life.
Would you pour roses over your body,
Covering bits of bare skin
Merely for the beauty of it?
Do you hum your favourite tune
To fill up the silence,
Or would you prefer
That eerie calm and bleak noiseless room?
I wonder how long it takes you to dry
Your smooth skin.
Do you walk about naked, naturally?
Or do you use a soft towel to take away the water droplets
Falling from your face?
I wonder this among other things.