There is something so deliciously extravagant about my clawfoot bathtub. Every time I descend cautiously... slowly... decadently into the steaming, scented water, I imagine that I am delivering myself body, mind, and soul into the cavernous mouth of a porcelain beast.
Look at the silver nails on the extended claws of the metallic feet of the fabulous tub! Is it so hard to believe that I would be soaking my sorrows away in the mouth of a ceramic creature?
Do you suppose he is considering swallowing me whole? Or perhaps he is savoring the taste of my soaking skin - content to keep me company until my bath water runs cold.
When the bubbles have blown away, and the chill seeps deeply into my bones - it's time for me and my beast to part. Lifting the drain plug, I secretly wonder if he'll decide to keep me forever, slurping away my bathwater and gulping me down into his belly. I hop out of the tub, thankful that I'm safe! Until next bathtime....
Salvaged from my blog on Uptrennd's site, since they are closing down the site as of May 31, 2021
Tiger Lily's Uptrennd Blog post (aka dreemsteem) (will be removed from the site after May 31, 2021