You'd drawn the water in the pink light cast
by the candles you lit that glowed by the bath.
I was cranky at the cost that we paid
for the room in this swanky hotel. But I lost all of that
as the room played voyeur. So I scrawled on the wall
with the purple stump of a candle: Nice bum.


                                 4 July 2024

Notes:

The first of 3 brevity poems written on 4-5 of July for contests by Line Gautier, an AP poet who lives in Ottawa, Canada. 

Contest #1042 MAX 6 lines - PHOTO is prompt - Candlelights. I managed to hit the sweet spot with this little poem, inspired by the writing on the wall in the photo. It won Gold.