Day 5: January Mindful Writing Challenge



Face down. Firm hands gently press against me, easing oil into my skin. Moisten. Releasing taut muscles in my back and neck. The scent of coconut fills the room, fills my nostrils. Soft music in the background steps ever closer as noise fades. Just the gentle lapping as oil is worked in. Those firm hands pull tension from my body. I relax, fade almost to sleep. Soothing music is there in my ears like a lullaby. The scent. The warmth of the room. The warmth of my eased tendons. The oil on me makes my skin feel softer, supple. Fears and problems. Concerns and worries. Each pass of a palm, every drift of a digit, melts these cloying couplets to miniscule memory. I feel renewed as though bathed in calm, bright water. I am renewed by soft, sensual touch.


About malekmontag

I am a writer and a wage-slave, and proud father of George Giraffe. I live in the UK, but I exist everywhere. My first stories were published this year (2016) in Short Stories and Tall Tales (Atla Publishing). Follow me on Twitter @Malek_Montag15. My Work is also available on
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