A Small Lean

Warmth... below me. Soft cloth. I paused, letting the quiet room settle in. Then, slowly, my little dark limbs twitched. I tipped forward just an inch, brushing my side against a fold of pink fabric resting beside me. It was gentle and still. A tiny hum left my chest, soft as a sigh. I settled back, content to sit and feel the floor's calm glow.