Poetry: a Poem

Poem:

The feeling of a new pair of pants...

Indescribable

An ecstasy more pure than a thirst quenched by celestial fountains of youth

My thighs slide into these clothen garments like brisk wind through silken hair

Love, Life, Happiness, Meaning: 

All embodied

in a single garb,
in dozens of cloths,
in millions of threads

Pants as infinite as time itself

Haikus:

Pants, what I live for.

No cloth is to be compared.

The garment of life.

Of what other world,

Could such a great cloth exist,

Such that it is worn?

Ode to pants. Ode. Ode.

Embracing my legs with love;

The love is returned

Oh what a feeling

Pantcaso baby -Jay Z

Music to my ears

A Short Story:

There once was a young girl named Goldilocks. She went into the home of three bears one day. On the kitchen table there was three pairs of pants. She tried on the papa bear's pants, but they were TOO hot. Next she put on the mama bear's pants, but they were too cold. Finally, she put on the baby bear's pants, and they were just right!

The End