Unfinished

The softness of the velvet peeked unto my fingers and I knew that I loved that feeling.

I knew I would spend days caressing its flesh and inhaling its warmth.

I knew I would brush my toes against the bottom and tease myself into loving it even more.

I knew I would strip naked so that every curve of my body pranced in its fiber.

I knew I would bury my face in its folds and cry my worries out,

Only to know that it will absorb my tears and shower me with its softness.

But alas, I did not know that one day, it would rain,

And you would walk into my life.