August 21st, 2022
comfortable has been personified
it's not just a feeling anymore
but a person
a time of day, his scent
a sound, or lack thereof
it's a blessing, a miracle
yet dangerous, risky
he comforts me like nothing else
between his arms, in bed
candle lights and the beat of hearts
on the brink of sleep
alone together, late at night
this is what I wait for
a cool stormy night
lying in bed beside the one
to wake up next to him
calm after the storm
drag the curtains open
only to see that feeling walk out
the day begins and the longing follows
for another windy night
alone in bed with him
- Ms. Rodwell
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