It was wonderfully fat,
squashy to the touch.
I liked the feeling very much
as I held it softly in my heart
and felt the lifeforce throb
and beat.
Omnipresent, a delight,
a rhapsody of all that's right.
A comfort blanket, white and clean,
I'd poke it with my finger
and luxuriate in its heat.
I'd linger, feel the glow upon my skin
and hold the heavenly joy within.
Like candyfloss and cashmere sweaters
there was a softness
sensually unfettered
that tickled and stroked my soul
and my very being
........until that day when sadness came.........
Francesca Johnson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wonderfully-fat/
