Me

My favorite mornings

Are those when you choose

To slip into me.

 

I hug your body

Keeping you warm

Making myself needed.

 

I swing wildly around your waist

With every step you take

Admiring your poise.

 

Sometimes the boys

Try to rid me of you

But I never let them.

 

On those nights

When you safely tuck me into your drawer

I silently plea that you will pick me

To wear tomorrow.

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