In the shadows
Of a steaming bath with Turkish detailing
And palm trees framing its lovely face,
Like my wet hair to my forehead and neck,
I was held in arms
Bigger than my own, bigger than my fears.
With strong muscles and hands
That seemed to seek out
My weaknesses and my dreams
On my wet appendages and
Underwear not meant for swimming.
And the jet stream pulsed around us with bubbles,
And the sky seemed to spell out in its stars,
You only live once,
Live it up.