when the bathroom is renovated there will be no more collective bathing. Our dark tub is not the best to steep in, but when I lean against the tiles, sleepy still and full of dreams, you lie on my back with the water pounding down around us and it is perhaps my favourite thing. Your lips in the crook of my neck, my hands snaking around behind you and this still pure moment.
Can we do this even when the renovations are finished? In the small square of a new bath and without the sympathy of tiles?
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