Ermilia’s Picture it & write (Sunday 11 November 2012)
Once again, here is my offering to ‘Picture it & write’ hosted by Ermilia (Ermisenda and Eliabeth) who invite others to join them by writing a fictional story or poem to accompany an image presented on their blog.
I really didn’t want to do it!
I really, really didn’t want to do it.
They made me do it.
They made me bend down and turn around and I ended up on my back looking at the ceiling with all the verve of a bumblebee without a flower.
Yes, it was ghastly.
Yes it was absolutely mind blowing and dreadful.
They hurt me.
They abused me.
They took my little being and they scraped it without pity.
And now? What now?
Well; now I have no hair on my body.
I have no oil of my own left to moisten my limbs.
I am bereft of all my own natural scent.
That is right!
They took my very essence and threw it asunder.
And with what am I left?
I am left with a freshly pampered body of the most refreshing oils.
I am left with the scent of rose blossoms upon my thighs.
I have the smoothest chest you will see on any man.
Oh yes; they massaged and blended and drank their tea upon my soul.
They adorned me with beauteous fragrances of the north.
They bathed my toes in the sweet smell of joyous petunias.
And now I await their fragile fingers to unroll the blankets caressing my face.
I am yearning to see what kaleidoscope of energies have been brought to bear upon my jowls.
Oh thank you, my friend. I have never in my life been given such a treat as this.
Oh heavenly parlour of magic. I will return to ask your favour once again.