Silky Drawers

Silky Drawers

With blinders on, I'd walked store aisles
until you turned my head.
It was the gentle touch you had;
it wasn't what you said.

That fateful day I first met you,
I never knew how close
that we'd become so quickly.
It was "Cotton, adios!"

Though at first I kept you secret,
embarrassed deep inside,
I proudly show your colors off ...
to doctors. I have pride.

It took time for us to connect
but I appreciate
that when we walk no longer
do I feel you undulate.

Oh sure, we've had our ups and downs
but you've supported me.
You've never left me hanging
though, at times, you set me free.

My wife thinks that you're sexy;
I think she loves you more.
When you depart, come eventide,
you're never on the floor.

An entry for Day 17, "Invalid Item" 
Subject or Theme: Personification of your favorite piece of clothing. The TITLE of the poem MUST be the piece of clothing you are personifying.
Word(s) to Include: connect, fateful, undulate
Forbidden Word(s): Do NOT use the item of clothing anywhere else in the poem, except in the title. If it's a two word title, do not use either word.
Additional Parameters: At least 12 lines, but no more than 24 lines.
Form: Alternating Rhyme, Common Meter
Line Count: 24

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