That Beautiful Chair

When I saw you in that consignment shop I knew I had to stop. Your shiny gold trim is honestly what caught my eye.

Woodwork so detailed and smooth to the touch. Your velvet mahogany plush and button back was an added plus.

Sitting on you was like heaven. Soft like clouds but firm enough you hold up my heaviness.

As I sank further and further into the depths of your seat. I soon found myself fast asleep.

Awaken by a hand, a voice saying ma’am, I jumped up looked at the chair and left it right there. I don’t need nothing that made me forget that I was on my way to something important but I allowed myself become distracted.

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