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few things are more seductive
than the curvy, plump contours
of a perfect pillow

to give yourself up
sink in and nuzzle
nose to soft cotton

your body held tenderly
by a silken expanse of sheet
cuddled by down

spooning with bedding
freshly laundered
scented of lavender

to heedlessly slip
from thought
to dream

not to wake even once
until well after
the sun

an inviting bed
the wavering mirage
of the weary insomniac

 

Julie Ayers
NaPoWriMo Day 18

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