Waking up late
Nowhere to be
That is the perfect day for me
The drip of the faucet as the bath tub fills
lavender, rose petals, flowers and herbs
soaking in with me
until we become one
our own special tea
My skin screaming out in ecstasy
The candles' flickering flames
the only light
closing my eyes and letting my mind take flight
then snug as a bug
wrapped in the softest blanket I can find
And a book in my hand
to continue to ease my overanalyzing mind
escaping to another time, place, or world
and losing myself
but let's be real
one book is not enough
cause sometimes I might not be feeling
the world in which I end up
So 2 would be good
hell maybe 3
oh who I am kidding
a whole shelf worth usually comes down with me
onto the couch
no the arm chair
no my yoga mat on the floor
Or I rotate through all 3 when I can't take one spot anymore
Do I get through much of a book?
Probably not
but I am yet to find my perfect reading spot
As long as my eyes and fingers don't start to scroll
A day like this is a respite, a refresher
and perfect for my soul
About the Creator
Tina Rose
Life Long writer, Reader, tea lover, and Self care advocate.
Just trying to bring a little light and joy into this world.
My Instagram: @tina_rose91.
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