May 10, 2012
Soft and quiet
It’s obedient,
staying in its place alongside my chair
It drapes its smooth, fabric arms over my shoulders.
It huffs a sigh as it conforms to my body
my warming body.
Its fabric intertwines like a weaved corn maze
It breathes with passion,
warming my body.
It calms me when I’m feeling my worst
and comforts me when I’m feeling my best.
My blanket loves me
revitalizes me
opens up to me
understands me.

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Megan said...
Mar. 1, 2015 at 4:24 am
Nice! I really really like it. Is it copy right?
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