A story book finish,
He kept it to himself,
It was all worth it,
Water cascading down over tired bodies,
Her hairless body pressed on his,
All that was troubling them melted away,
In the tiny, white room,
Steam rising,
Blood pressure dropping,
This is magical, He thought,
In that haze of happy,
Washed clean,
Soap and sadness,
Circling the drain.