Tangerine Dream

She awoke submerged in water

the water was the perfect temperature.

She looked around

what she found

was too good to be true.

“Am I in heaven” she said out loud.

There was no reply.

Taking inventory she noted

there was a clementine

already peeled for her.

“My favorite fruit” exclaiming

to show her appreciation.

Lifting a glass of burgundy liquid

to her nose, she sniffed.

“Smells good” still hoping that

someone might be there.

All she heard was the drip of the water.

She relaxed and slid down the back of the tub.

From above, she looked like a mermaid.

Suddenly, she sat up,

worried she might fall asleep

while under the water.

Standing up, she reached

for her tattered towel

warn thin through use.

She started with her feet,

drying in between her toes.

Coral Dune was the name

the bottle of polished she used.

Stepping onto the cold tiled floor,

“there used to be a rug there”,

the apology fell to the floor

and lay there.

No one to pick it up.