I lay here warm, enveloped by bubbly soapy water, sleepy, at peace. The vapours of soothing lavender filled my own little space as I hummed a familiar tune, allowing my unfamiliar voice to echo gently in this quiet place. I closed my eyes and let myself slip under, the water embracing me, turning my reality into this still and soundless bubble. I held my breathe and allowed my thoughts to wander. Here where I am, I am free, free to think. I let my thoughts form like clouds on a clear summer day, each cotton coloured shaped morphing, changings into other things. Your brown eyes melt into the inky earth as oceans of daffodils blossom magically, leaving stardust in their wake. Your arms become oak trees reaching Sky wards to touch my face as I tremble earthward to embrace you, meeting at the horizon. I exhaled and this moment like my breathe reached quickly for the surface as I find myself alone again, back within the threshhold of reality in this simple bathtub, alone with thoughts of you. I lean back to feel the warm comforting water cover my back, allowing just enough water to submerge my ears as I let the silence take me again. This moment I was silent, the same song I was humming became louder and louder, in my mind's ear this song played, our song.

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