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Tuesday January 10th 2012, 1:08 pmCascading across my skin, wrapping soothingly, warmly. Layers, with the top one quilted and stitched in coalescing patterns of burgundies and blues. Little puffs of dreamy wispy fibers, like tiny huggable forests and rolling squishy plains that you can’t help but wiggle toes in. Lazily curled up in it. Relaxed and contented. A sturdy strong contour’s edge, heated, rests between my palms. Firm pressure against my lips, as the smoky scent of brewed invigoration wafts through my nose, reinforcing the craving like an addiction. Sipping coffee with a relish of satisfaction to come, leaning back into pillowy goodness. Just a few more minutes before needing to work.
In Our Own Bed
January 10th 2012
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