I was tired and beat from being indifferent
everyone saying try it, you'll like it
Finally worn down, I gave in to their temptations
only to realize what I've missed all this time
My senses came alive to a fragrance never before inhaled
as I breathed in yet again unable to grasp for words to express my thoughts
To the touch it was smooth, like a cloud might be
every so slight, coolness embracing my body
I could actually hear the fabric of my life
as two worlds met for the first time
Never will I forget the first time I tried it
to sleep upon a line dried set of sheets
Nothing in the world can compare to the fresh
fragrance and feel of this material
As it gently provides a haven for the tired
and sore body
Alas, now I taunt the unkown with the same words
Try it
Author notes
I wanted to write a poem about something light, new and fresh and it made me think of the newness and freshness of line dried sheets.
Corny? Yes.
Lame? Yes.
Original? Absolutely !
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very nice.
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A friend's mom hangs her sheets outside to dry and when I stay there, I have to say, it is a nice smell.
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i love lying my head on my pillow when my sheets were dried outside in the fresh air... one of my favorite fragrances!
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ooh, very nice. i don't exactly understand the first two stanzas, but the rest of the poem is amazing. it made me think of my grandma's house. definately some awesome imagery there. very nice!!!
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First two stanzas translated-
others would use the clothes line but I rejected the idea.They would coax me, but I held out, until finally I gave in.
Corny, I know.
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