It’s tattered in places, but softer than the softest cotton I’ve ever felt. Like it’s been worn and washed a thousand times. There are a few threads hanging from its uneven hem, but the tiny ruffles are what draws the eye. Layers and layers of them, stitched into the soft white fabric. I had scoured the thrift shop searching for just such a prize. The fact that it twirls prettier than any of my other skirts is simply white icing on the cake.
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That’s all for today, folks :)
G’night, my darlings
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Alicante
An orange on the table
Your robe on the rug
And you in my bed
Soft present of the present
The freshness of the night
The heat of my life.
~
Jacques Prévert ~
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Give Me a Counselor
Make him young & beautiful.
Give him eyes of ocean green
And an ass of steel.
Make him soft & sensitive.
Make him understand my plight.
Make him sympathetic.
Make him gift me with hugs
& Antidepressants.
I’m crossing my fingers for candlelight dinners.
Make him pick me up in
a Ford Expedition with cream-colored seats.
Break that thing they call counselor-client privilege
Make him pick up the tab of his seven beers
To only two of my Martinis.
Make me the designated driver
With designated keys to his hunter green ranger.
Give me a counselor & make him fat with handles of love.
Give him delicious lips for kissing.
Make my counselor a virgin.
Fill his stomach with mouthfuls of romance.
…
~shane allison~
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