Chaos: Don't Stress, Undress

I found a towel...
The way the light falls on you, the way your head lies on the pillow, the towel -- it all looks so soft and warm and comforting. Like I am napping, and you just crawled back in with me after your afternoon bath. Your body is warm from the water, and I can smell the clean smell of soap, and bath oil, and you. And I want to wrap my arms around you and just hold you to me, your warm, still slightly damp skin against mine, and luxuriate in you just being with me...

Damn. I guess that picture is somewhat evocative.
 
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