He lay there in the bathtub enjoying the water around him.
Its warmth caressed him all around and he smiled. It was
like a dream - the caressing was so smooth and soothing he
fell deeper and deeper into his world of dreams. Little by
little he removed himself from the plane of men and glided
slowly in to the realm of his own self. His world, that
imaginary world, was all that mattered.
He sighed.
His rhythmic breathing created tiny waves on the water's
surface. It rose and fell engulfing his whole self, teasing
his warm skin with moisture and heat. With his eyes closed
he drowned his consciousness in that moment. His naked body
relaxed and slid a bit more into the water. The heat
swallowed his shoulders and made him shudder with delight.
With each moment that passed by he felt more and more
relaxed and happy. His muscles unwound and his whole self
became part of the water sliding around him. He tilted his
head backwards and rested it on the cold tub's edge.
Streaks of water appeared on his forehead, and aroused his
face. His nose twitched and his mouth opened to catch the
tiny drops.
Slowly, one by one, they descended into his open mouth and
he relished the taste. He swallowed.
Sliding more and more into the water, he felt drained. All
his self was slowly loosing control. He was passing
somewhere - into a land of dreams and fulfilled hopes.
It was a state of ecstasy.

His body lost its holding and fell into the water. He didn't
wake up, nor did he move.
Seconds passed and the tiny waves his body had given birth
to, receded and the water was again calm.
His body rested there with the red-tinted water surrounding
it.