Where once there was a sense of peace

wrapped in your arms

quiet of the world

enamored with your kiss

your touch

your skin against my lingering fingers

now there is only a comfort

A visceral sense of being who

I have longed to be since before you existed

This entry was posted in Human.

One comment on “Comfort

  1. loonmom says:


    (She,her, hers) Be the change you wish to see in the world.—Gandhi Sent from my iPhone


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