Jewelled bonds
I opened my eyes. That is how I come awake these days. No leisurely roll and echoes of sweet dreams. I just open my eyes.
I get out of bed, slip out of my sleeping robes and head to the bath where I sit in my antique claw-foot tub filled with lavender scented water. Lavender, it wasn't a favorite of mine. Not really. But it was expected. So I bathe in it.
I dry out in the softest of towels and find clothes already lain out for me. The dress is exquisite down to the very last detail. The embroidery was hand made from the finest silk threads and the stones that adorned the cuffs and neck were real Swarovski crystals. Like I said, it is an exquisite dress. Just not one I'd chosen. But it was expected. So I wear it.
I carefully apply makeup to my face. Light, very light, barely there. Some lines to my eyes and some colour to my lips. My hair is then pulled, straightened and pinned into a neat elegant French twist. My stylists tut at my unruly hair and i smile politely. A woman in a pinup suit (always brown, dark blue or black) comes in with a list of my duties for the day. As she reels on i wonder if she would consider it too forward if i bought her a yellow suit.. or maybe just red really.
In those few moments before I leave my bedroom for the first time that day I sit in front of my dresser and take a good look. All I see are the things that I would change if only I could. Then I imagine how my own fantasy morning would be like... Waking up slowly and gently, maybe even with a slight smile playing on my lips. I would dally in bed for a little while just hugging my pillow and thinking silly and impossible thoughts. I would envision the day ahead ,the adventures and mysteries that waited just begging to be sought. I would have breakfast in my pajamas right there on my bed. Or maybe out on my balcony which is always kept shut to "keep out the draft". Then I'd take a quick shower, dress in whatever catches my fancy just as long as I get to choose it and leave my hair down in all it's wavy and messy glory. There would be real, genuine smiles or none at all. There would be music definitely and the sound of hearty laughter. Yes, I haven't heard either in a while really. Once, I thought I heard it coming from the kitchens but by the time I got in there, everyone looked sombre that I thought I might have imagined it..
My bonds are made of emeralds, sapphires and rubies. What I wouldn't give for all that you take for granted.
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