We Deserve This

I want hot rocks arranged in a row on my spine
I want a pumice stone exfoliating my corns
I want green tea to cup warmly in my hands
I want cedar planks on which to repose

I want mashed papaya smeared into my scalp
I want abalone shells filled with grapes
I want avocado slices insinuated between my toes
I want date extract applied to my cuticles