J-Patt's Blog

Task: Write a single long sentence that encapsulates some emotion.

He liked the comforter of her bed, how when he held her its tenderness lofted them and gave them a home of woven strands that let them know things were okay and smelled vaguely of flowery dryer sheets, how when they leaned in close to each other the comforter molded softly around their figures into the shape of one uniform body—the comforter had no creases and rarely wrinkled if kept properly—that kept them close yet separate in warmth and in darkness to better understand themselves and how they could be so close to one another without coming together or coming undone leaving only the feeling of his fingers on her cheek, moist from the excitement of calmness and the mild fear of unknowing being overcome by the gentleness of the comforter.