Flannel

Slide so sweetly between

the soft shell of sheets.

Another night of dreams awaits.

This favorite fabric is fine.

A feeling of freedom found,

no longer bound

by the restraint of reality.

Carried back on waves of wistfulness

Folded in flannel

Pressed around me

the protection of pure love.

Flannel was my fortune -

And my downfall.

Wrapped in a world, 

dreaming of blissful delights.

Now it reminds of

winter afternoons

wrapped in a safe world.

sheltered by you.