Part of this room
could be described as soft
from the downy duvet
to the sheep wooly blanket
That covers even the walls,
the softness remains.

Warm included; insulated
all around me,
fabric absorbing heat,
driving away the cold.

The air under the sheets
sticky, damp; moist
my hands tracing the rim.

Edging powdery dough
into something we’re creating
with a name of its own.

Rehydrating life giving liquids
restoring fluid balance,
life providing more than adequate, incredible amounts of chemistry.

It’s the sensation,
of descending and ascending,
of giving, sharing, and loving
from him and unto me


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