The unruly curls that feather against the baby-fine hairs on the skin of my cheek, the threadcount worn thin from countless nights of restless sleep, the lamplight that spills over curves hugged by jersey and flannel…
The fleeced sheep that decorate the pajamas I wear, the satin ribbon that ties at the waist, the thighs they encase…
All soft.
Lips.
Fingertips.
Gaze.
Smile.
Repose.
Mmmm…
Soft.
Come to bed, love. Lay with me.
Shuck your clothes along with the difficulties of the day. It’s been a hard one, I know.
Come. Bring me all your hard…
…and cushion yourself in my soft.
.
Lovely 😊
🙂
Really lovely. I adore the contrast between ‘hard’ and ‘soft’ in the last line. Very hot!
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Thank you. Words that are “open to interpretation” are my favorites to play with. 😉
After that kind of invitation, I wouldn’t mind being the “hard” to that kind of soft. Even the way you wrote this gave me that warm-all-over, sensual feeling. Very nice!
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Thank you. 😊 Sometimes we need a bit of soft and warm to counter the bleak cold harshness of mid-winter.
I especially loved “Shuck your clothes along with the difficulties of the day. It’s been a hard one, I know.”
Thats exactly why I want to get naked and just lie in bed sometimes. Oh, to have a woman I could cushion with…
There’s something to be said for stripping down, both figuratively and literally removing the bindings and trappings of the daily grind. 🙂
A very sensuous read, each line a delight to the senses.
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*smile*
Sultry writing, Feve !!!!
Oh, I love that descriptor! Thank you. 😊