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An ode to my gardenia-scented skin lotion:

My sugarplum.  My sweet thing.
I love you.
I love you with the wild abandon of a first crush.

Your touch invigorates me.
Nothing in the world smells quite like you.
I love the memory of you wafting up to me as I go through my day.

My darling.  My lotion.  I could just hang out with you all the time.

The end


Author’s note: what in the world am I talking about, you may be wondering?  I am in a totally silly mood and my gardenia lotion made me insanely happy this morning.  So I thought I’d write it a little free verse.  That is all.  Hugs.

This is the jam right here, by the way, in case you’re wondering.  Heaven on earth:

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