My second life

Within his moment, I wouldn't change a thing, my life right now is earnt, I got here on my own merit, proud of all the things I've learnt. Oh but that thought of what if, what an offer! If I could have one more life, I'd live in a quaint cottage in Tuscany or France. Morning ritual of fresh brewed tea and the practice of vinyasa yoga on my terrace, come night, under the full moon, I'd feel compelled to do a wild dance. I'd go about most of my days wearing a silk red gown, barefoot, while sipping local wine, of course, only from an antique chalice. And in summer, I'll prance around like this through the fruit garden. Personally, I'll be nice, never bitter, not a drop of malice, Still this me wouldn't feel bad if she cancels plans without a pardon. Of course, I'll take you with me in this life too. We will live with many animals, Owners of our own ***** little country zoo, Five cats, at least, a runt pig, and three goats. No children, there is no need, They would just take up extra room and head space, plus you, I and the animals are enough mouths to feed. Each night a home cooked feast, a delicacy, laid out on a cloth of periwinkle dyed Chantilly lace. When not on the terrace, in the garden or laughing with you, I'll keep busy teaching myself health benefits of herbs, Focusing on maintaining our inner youth, While telling you I love you with oh so many words, Strung together eloquently, spoken with truth. Together we would be so boring, living only for each new day, and grateful for every morning. Waking up in this second life sounds kinda like engorging.