28 December 2012
I slipping into the hot, fragrant waters, Releasing a resounding "Aaahhh..." As my muscles tense, and then loosen, Relaxing and - for once - remaining so. I sink down to the bottom, where my body Is cradled in the porcelain base Like a mother cradles a baby Who is asleep... At last! The candles I brought home Have been lit in clusters around the room, And in the low lighting, They glow cream and golden-yellow Like little lanterns in the night sky, And give off a thick, hazy smell Of 'Mediterranean Verbena' And 'Orange & Lemon', Which is refreshing, yet calming. Slipping my head slowly under the water, I am submerged from everything. Under the water I have no job, No taxes to pay, No noisy neighbours playing music at 2am. My hair ripples perfectly like a mermaids And I can't see my stretch marks. The scented bath water cleanses my body and Takes away all the stress of the day Soothing my tired body
After the warmth has begun to fade, And I emerge from the water in a soft towel, Clean and fresh, And smelling as sweet as anything, I am a new woman. A new woman: bathed
The Bath • Opuss № I