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Poignant of the Broken Memory
Wielding Katana
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Forgotten Melody
Gift of Immortality
Perhaps...Love is Another Word to Express Hatred
Raisonnement, Confiance, Fric
Man of Crow
The Making
Bitter Farewell
Sailing the Boat
How I Met a Demon. (29 NOVEMBER 2011 - 17:02)
Who Am I?
Demonic Me
Demonic Lilith
Soldier
The Child: Me.
Knowledge
Dying Me
Valuing My Life
Mixing Potions of Feelings
A Deadly Game
Tampering in a Tub
Renovating My Heart
The Master He Only Have
A Man and a Piano
Two Peas in a Pod
Death is the New Beginning
Ignorant Me
Wittering Serenity
Entering Battlefield
My Name is L.
A Fight To Come
POEM
A Man Can Die But Once
Eternally Remembered
Forever and a Day
I Like This Place and Willingly Spend My Time In It
Miserable Have No Other Medicine but Hope
To the Tiny Being
A Pearl Among the Pebbles
Who I Am
A Somebody
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Tampering in the Tub
I lifted my head fro the head bed and allowed him to pull it higher so my neck need not bend when I leaned back. He brushed my hair out of the tub slowly and began to work on the shampoo. The thick smell of rose from the shampoo made me smile. He always know what I like best. I closed my eyes as he washed my hair and lightly massage my head. Sometimes, I can feel myself beamed up in the inside as I played with the thick bubble that covered the entire tub by flicking my fingers. Goat milk with rose scented bath is just so perfect, no matter in what occasion. It made my day, especially in the Sunday evening. And he knew it. He never fail to bring perfection into my daily life. I smiled as he dried my hair with towel and put it up into a bun.
"Would you like to have a champagne, my lady?" His voice circled the air calmly, like the person he is and I couldn't help but to feel comfortable and secure. I nodded my head slightly and closed my eyes. A few minutes later, he came back with a glass of champagne and a bowl of rose petals. I took the champagne before he scattered the roses all over the bath. He went off to the counter and lighted up a scented candle that he took from the wooden cabinet. The smell of it can be a tad bit too strong if placed too near to the nose, so he put it near my feet instead and the entire bath basked in the scent of rose...just the way like it.
Just like his daily routine, he inquired on whether I would like to have a towel or a bathrobe and depending on my mood, I never stick to one choice. But I feel like being lazy today and have my breakfast in robe, so I chose the latter. He took a white robe from the closet and hung it on the hanger where I can reach it from the tub without getting out. After he has done all of what need to be done, I gave a thankful smile at him before he went out to lay out my dress. He left the room silently, like a grace. As the door clicked close, I dipped myself deeper into the tub until the thick bubble reached just below my nose. I'm going to enjoy myself like this a linger longer, I thought.
This is perfect...today is perfect.
Will be continued...
Relaxing,
Pararae
DATE:Friday, July 26, 2013
TIME:{10:50 AM }
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