I can’t wait to be in you. Your curves are perfect. Your touch, though cold at first, warms even the coldest of feet. I love your satin skin and the waves of pillows rippling around your head. You always know how to make me smile. I love you so much that I stay awake just to enjoy the feeling of being in you. If someone fell asleep while they were in me, I think I would be offended, but not you, dear bed; you’re the shit.
All my love,
Note: I AM WELL AWARE THAT MY BED IS HARDLY A STRANGER BUT WOTTEVS. THAT’S RIGHT, I USE WORDS LIKE ‘WOTTEVS’.