Hot Tub Poem by Ray Hansell

The steam rises from the hot tub
The temperature says one hundred degrees
We both slid in naked
With oh so little ease

The jet streams hit our body
In places we don't mention
But the force of the water
Does get our attention

A glass of wine, to help unwind
As conversation fills the air
Neither one will say it
But we know we both care

The stars hang high, in the sky
As clouds block the view
As I look into the water
I love to see a naked you

We exit the tub to dry ourselves
As a cool breeze lends a hand
With a towel wrapped around tight
Together we pause as we stand

We make our way to the bed
We lay as close as we can
Naked again under the covers
Life I begin to understand

Years ago you and I
Both went our separate ways
It seems like ancient history
To think back to those days

As the years have made us older
They have also made us mature
Knowing that we can handle
What we're doing here for sure

Exactly what we're doing
Sometimes is hard to tell
But I know that our past
Can help us out as well.


© 10-17-10/RJH