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Ode to freshly washed pajamas

Soft softness

I pull you into my face

Breathe in your scent, sweet

Warm from sun or drier

Cheeky or flannel

I long for the feel of you on my bare skin

The slip of you against freshly shaved legs

I pull you over me

You take me all in

Your embrace is one I look forward to

One which is constant

One which is not fictional

Unless I run out of laundry powder


7 thoughts on “Ode to freshly washed pajamas”

  1. I love how sexy you made laundry sound without resorting to the phrase “doing it”. Happiness is warm flannel.

    Turns out, when you don’t know what to write it’s still amazing. ❤😍

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