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Elizabethan Sea

My Favorite Jeans

My favorite Jeans

 

Hug close to my skin coarse and blue,

Stretch like a yawn,

Crease in a few

Places where joints bend,

The swish of movement,

A kind friend,

Reach to my ankles and hold tight,

Flatter my form

Just right,

A little dust on the knees,

A familiar scent,

Contented hours spent

In my favorite jeans.