In for a Steam

A lodge of smoke,
to make me choke;
From heated stone
Poured water on.

A cold rub helps,
but my heart yelps:

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Out to Sea

Early morning when the sea is still quiet...

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Stranger's Dog

Call on a Dog,
just like a hog.
It wags it’s Tail
instead of wail.

Looks to my eye,
as though I’m Sly—
Am I Friend?
And not a Fiend?

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Lantana

When I passed by this shrub and asked what it is, I was told it's a kanding-kanding. I passed by it the second time and a different person said it's an iring-iring. =D.
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Feel of Tired Hands

Lights dimmed, music—
some acoustic...
Then the masseuse coughs!

Tingling powder,
Smell of camphor...
Then the masseuse sniffs!

‘ these presages?
The massages
from tie-erred hands—

Hands though in heat,

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