Once a week
I slump
And Slide
Below this
Reflective
Surface
Mixed with
Lotions
And oils
That caresses
My skin
And soothes
My Soul
While the
Warmth
Slowly seeps
Into my
Essence
Revitalizing
My mind
Filling it with
Commotion
And I sit there
Letting it all in
Allowing myself
To let go
Of this desire
Setting myself
Free
For just
An hour
No pen
No paper
Just me
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