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The soft negligee that is tidily folded

in her closet is flinging her mind to the

good olden days. Although the hue appears

to have changed from chaste white to an iota

of auburn (a cue of how long it has been

there); its beauty has not been mislaid.



She recalls the days when it aided her to

seduce her man when he’s not in his usual

mood; but as have always been, he would

give in and shares with her the yummy

recipe of God, and the negligee would

just be thrown elsewhere and be crinkled

after a long and keen bed shaking.



She has given all her old clothes for

charity except the negligee. She no longer

wears it as her figure has changed

from coca cola to 1 liter size. Those deific

feelings that she used to hold now only

happens when her eyes would linger.



It was a gift from a loving man, her prized

reminder of her revered first and subsequent

nights with him--her loving husband.





written 4/5/2003