image from apps.rhs.org.uk Lost to the scents of the fragrant garden
A New Dimension
The flickering candlelight
Lit the room with a warm and friendly glow
The scent of jasmine and lotus
Rose with every movement of the air
There were thick white towels everywhere
But the room was warm, perfectly comfortable
I lay down listening to the soft music
Lulling me to sleep
The warmth, the fragrances and the music
Was a lullaby in the dimly lit room
Sensing movement to my side I sighed
As warm scented oil was gently flowed onto my skin
The warm room redolent of fragrances of an exotic garden
Made my senses slip into a hypnotic state
As strong yet gentle hands circled and then slid down
Moving over muscle and around bones
Easing the tightness
Loosening the tension
Until my body was floating in another place
A dimension of scents, warmth and touch
A heavy languorous feeling enveloped me
Strong hands helped me to move onto my back
As fresh oil redolent of the tropics
Once more were gently massaged into my skin
The room disappeared
The table ceased to exist
I floated in a cocoon of fragrant blooms
Flickering starlight played at the corner of my eyes
As feather light touch tickled my senses
All too soon I drifted deeper into another dimension
Where nothing existed but warmth and scents
From candle and flowers,
The silken touch redolent of tropical blooms
Melted thought until only feelings existed
Sensations seeped into my mind
Floating away to some far off place
Where I remained lost to sensuous delights
Who knows how long I stayed there
Time had no meaning, no reference
Whilst the cocoon of delights beckoned
I should return eventually
When the senses are fully sated
Yet how long that will take
My ministering fragrant angel
Alone can tell.
image from http://www.colourbox.com – Off to another dimension
Owls and Orchids 
Beautiful words Susan. I often get lost to the fragrance of my orange tree when is blossoming.
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hey this is soo amazing words i ever read ..
you are such a talented ..
keep it on susan! 🙂
im your new fans ❤
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Reminds me that I could really do with a massage!
Beautifully written Susan, I could almost smell the scented oil… *sighs dreamily*
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Sounds like a good healing there Susan.
Laurie. xox
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I could wish Laurie – but that was a self healing if it’s possible since I never left my computer……sigh!
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As you well know Susan we can be healed on many levels. The physical may be a problem yet the healing goes to where it’s needed and that could be on the: ethereal, emotional, spiritual, soul level.
Laurie. xox
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Oh, Susan, I was on that table as I read. Every word a balm. Took me right to a memory of a massage where I could not believe how out of body the whole experience felt. You captured it perfectly.x
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Any time I can be off help – you have an amazing way with words yourself and often transport me to places beyond the words on the page.:)
You should get your poetry into a book – it would sell like hot cakes!
Susan x
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Thank you so much, Susan for such a lovely compliment. I really wouldn’t know where to start. But maybe one of these odd days when I’m feeling adventurous I might look into it. Although, my understanding is that poetry books don’t sell too well. I just enjoy writing it. 🙂 x
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