You comfort me when there’s no place to go,
slip over my head when I’m too sleepy for thought,
and wipe the wet of a tough day from my face
with the softness of your sleeve.
You smell of fresh laundry and adorn my body
like a little black dress, but you fit around me
more carefully and in all the right places―
you’re just like my favorite pajamas.
A/N: some of these prompts are harder than others... um, don't laugh
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