Blanket

I fold
into you

woven threads
intensity of color
like the
red flames
in eyes

woolen texture
like calloused
fingertips
bristles skin
then warms

bare arms
breath you in
absorbing
to bone

protective
scent of
the past
disguised in
fabric

be my comfort
and I will
be yours

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