Linen

It captures you in a box
Sweet smelling dance in a breeze
Heat dried stuff that needs no folding

Arms thrown up to
Lay out the white arrest
Upon the waiting bed, waiting body

The breeze mingled with home air

Linen as crisp as folded paper
Aeroplanes

Hours of sleep
Whilst tucked in
To perfect dragons

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