stomachs

once, when asked what my favorite part of a woman's body is, i thought and thought, and finally decided on the stomach. the stomach simply *must* be slightly squishy, always comforting, please not too large and never too small, in a somewhat good proportion to chest and hips. this is to provide a comfortable pillow for those nights when the feathers just won't do, or when you feel like curling up on the floor and watching out the window. i will lay my head on her stomach, and she will stroke my hair while i play with her adorable belly button, and I will cry with love and happiness, and we will fall asleep that way, only to wake up in the morning with sore necks - but oh well, because she'll have a sore neck too, and we can laugh about how silly we are, sleeping on the floor at thirty-four, and i'll go to work with a smile on my face, and i'll look forward to her slightly squishy, well-proportioned, always comforting stomach that will be waiting for me again that night.